Pulling down her panties and kicking them aside, she moved in close, so their bodies could do a slow, sexy grind.

Tell her. But his words had turned to dust.

He caressed her smooth, warm back, gliding down to the round swells of her ass, and he lifted her, holding her tightly to his painfully hard cock. Her arms and legs wrapped around him, and her silky hair brushed over his arms and chest.

Goosebumps skittered across his skin, and desire thrummed through his body, igniting a fire in his belly. Christ, she smelled so good, felt so right in his arms.

He should give her what she wanted, fuck her from behind while she lifted her ass to him and held onto the back of the couch. That would be hot. But he was drowning in her kisses, this need for her drenching him, making him all soft and loose inside.

Tell her.

In place of words, he carried her down the dark hallway, swallowing her moans, squeezing her ass, and rubbing her wetness all over his cock. Kicking his door open, he carried her to his bed and dropped her onto it.

Grabbing a condom out of the top drawer of his nightstand, he tore it open and started to sheath himself, when she said, “Can I do it? I’ve never put one on before.”

He hated the reminder that she was using him, but…this is about her. He wanted her to do it all here. Wanted her to associate all her best times with him.

He handed it to her, and she sat up, scooting to the edge of the bed. With her forehead tense in concentration, she started to stretch it over his dick, but it got stuck and the latex squeezed around his sensitive head.

“Here.” He showed her how to pinch the tip. “Unroll it on me.”

“But you’re so big. Will it fit?”

Her mouth so near his dick made him ache, but he just chuckled. “Yeah, princess. It’s the right size. Hurry up and get it on, before I stuff your mouth a second time.”

She flicked her gaze up to him, and damn if he didn’t love the way she got so worked up over his words. “Okay.” She said it all breathy. With her trembling fingers, she still struggled to get the tight opening over his head, so he helped her along, until he had himself fully sheathed.

With a chin nod, he got her to lay down. Eyes heavy with lust, she did as he asked, and he crawled over her. She was so damn pretty.

“Never gonna forget how your hair looks spread over my pillow like that.”

“I’m never going to forget how wild you make me feel.” She grasped his wrists.