Page 15 of The Present

“An audience of one?” Tess hooked two fingers over the waistband of the shorts and pulled. The garment slid down and Hal’s cock popped out, long and thick and hard.

“Exactly.” He finished shedding the shorts and dispensed with the shirt.

“I think I prefer that too.” She lifted the covers in invitation.

Hal raised a finger, then reached into the drawer of the bedside table from which he removed a condom and quickly rolled it on. After that he slid in beside her, then flipped over on top of her.

“Hi.”

“Hi.” Staring up into the warm brown eyes, Tess could feel that hunger rising again. His weight on her acted as an aphrodisiac, exciting her, making her yearn to feel more of him.

He leaned in for a kiss, then asked, “What do you like?”

An intriguing question, and a little scary. There was so much she’d heard of and so little she’d done. “I don’t really know. Maybe…maybe we start with…”

“Vanilla?”

He didn’t sound disappointed, which was a relief.

“And then maybe try other flavors?”

“That sounds good.” She could live with that. Especially as that sounded like there would be other times. She slipped her arms around him. “More than good.”