Chapter 73

“No. If I stop wearing them, you stop wearing them. I want to feel you coming inside me.” I loved that feeling, and it was one of the reasons I hadn’t objected very strenuously when Franky kept “forgetting” to use a condom.

Wills shivered and moaned a little, and I smiled.

“I want the first time we have each other with nothing between us to be in our own bed. Do you mind if we wait…” I touched the welt across his diaphragm, my train of thought once again jumping the track. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to mark you up like this.” I frowned. “How the fuck…I don’t even remember doing this.”

He glanced down, and his mouth tightened. “You didn’t. Accident on my last job.”

“What happened?”