Chapter 10

I didn’t have any norm for this, any established routine. We were in separate places, I knew, but this night we were together. “Just do it,” I sighed back. “Fuck me. That’s what I want.”

He chuckled, low and throaty. “Me, too. Always. But you know that, right?”

I didn’t answer. My senses were awash with excitement and lust, but even if I could have replied, I don’t know what I’d have said. I wriggled around to reach in my bedside drawer for condoms and lube, and found his hand already there, his arm stretched across me. He laughed softly. He knew things were there. His turn for a lucky guess? I was sure most guys kept intimate stuff close at hand. Or was it more inexplicable proof he knew his way around my bedroom?

Our kissing was too consuming to allow me to worry about it. Was I taking advantage of him? I didn’t think so. We were both in the same situation, both out of our element. But it looked like he was here to stay the night, and…he wantedme.