Two fingers turned into three and Matthew felt like he was playing her like she played her violin with the way his left hand was pinching and twisting at her nipples.

"Yes, that's right. Mine," he growled, enjoying the illusion for what it was in the moment. "And I'm going to make sure you feel me tomorrow when you wake up." His head turned to watch his fingers work her center. "I wonder how many fingers I can fit into your cunt.. Should we find out?"