“What’s the matter?”
“We may have to finish this at my place. Or your place.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“I don’t have a condom with me. I didn’t think I’d need it.”
“Oh, is that all?”
“Well, yeah. I don’t think either of us wants any more kids.”
She put her hand on his cheek. “Oh, Shaun. I can’t have any more kids. I had all that stuff removed years ago.”
“Wait, you had a hysterectomy?”
She nodded. “Yeah. After my twins were born.”
He grinned. “Well, in that case,” he shoved his pants down, revealing his very much ready cock.
He plunged into her, crying out, because, goddamn, he hadn’t felt that in a long time.
“Oh wow, this feels so damn good.”
“Take your time, baby,” she said.
He raised his eyebrow. “Baby, eh?”
“You want me to call you Stud Muffin? Cutie Pie? Captain Cock?”
“I might consider Captain Cock.”
“Shut up and fuck me.”
“Yes ma’am.”
And he did.
* * *
After,they cleaned up her office, got themselves back together, and Winter put away her paperwork.
“Is it killing you that you didn’t get it all done tonight?” he asked.
“Maybe a tiny bit. But not enough that I want to stay here longer to get it done.”
“Good, because I’m hungry.”
“Oh yeah? What do you feel like?” Winter asked him, smiling as they walked toward the front door.
“Take out.”
“Barney’s?” Winter asked.
He shook his head. “How about Chinese?”
“Lao’s?”
“Dragon City.”
