Kissing and tangled around each other.
She shoved at his pants, and he only raised up to get naked with her. In a moment, he was back in her arms. Ready. Waiting. And hungry to feel--
Shit.
He stopped.
"Shit. Hang on." He climbed off her and headed back to his bedroom to get a condom.
He'd told himself he should have put one in his jeans or something.
He pulled the silver package out of the nightstand and turned.
Winter stood there in the doorway. "What are you doing?"
He held it up. "Had to get gear."
She smiled. "Good of you to think ahead."
"A boy scout most of the time."
She crossed the room to him. Glanced around. "Big bed."
He shrugged. It was a big bed. High off the ground. Had steps to get into it and everything. It went with the hugeness of the room.
So much room.
A bench sat at the foot of the bed, and Winter crossed to it. She sat down and glanced at him. "Come here."
"What's up?"
When he came to her, she grabbed his hips and pulled her to him.
Where she proceeded to lick and tease his cock.
Holy fuck.
What was she doing with her tongue?
He didn't know women's tongues could do that.
His hand clenched around the condom, the packet poking him.
Torturously, she pulled off him, licking her lips.
And she took the condom out of his hand. "Allow me."
She ripped open the foil and slipped the condom on.
He was so ready for this.
She stood up and started to go to the bed.
He didn't let her get far. Instead, he leaned her over the bed and plunged into her.
They both cried out. He slid in and out, his rhythm getting harder with each stroke.
She cried out a couple of times, her hands fisting the bedding, until she came against him, squeezing his cock hard.
