Adrian managed to get his wallet out from his pocket before his jeans hit the floor, then to flip the condom out of it to be ready at hand when he needed it. With that little chore complete, he turned his attention to Anna. His fingers played along dewy folds, slipping just a fingertip inside her as his thumb brushed and circled her clit. "So wet already for me," he growled. He slid his finger inside her, pulled it out and added a second. "Did you want me to fuck you like this? With my fingers?"