Ellie had never imagined Ernie like this, not before. But she had been a lot different of a person before. The last several years had turned her life upside down, and she was no longer a person she recognized. She had an inkling Ernie felt the same. But right in that moment, she was lost at how she couldn't have thought about this before. When his lips found her breasts she moaned lightly, a very faint, feminine sound. One hand went to his hair, tangling in the strands as the other pressed down on the counter, allowing her to rise up a bit so he could slip off her underwear.
Reaching down between them, Ellie took him in hand, stroking softly, enthralled by the feeling of him. "I want you," she whispered into his ear, pulling him between her legs, her center wet for him.