“Never gonna hear me complain that you wanna be on top.” He lifts my shirt, and I pull my arms out as he leans in, kissing just above my breasts. I reach between us and find him rock-hard. “Condom?” “Fuuuuck!” He flops back and grumbles, “Spanx dick again.” I lean over to open my drawer and stop when I lean too far. “Can you grab them out of the nightstand?” “Yours or Grace’s?” He chuckles. “Shush.” He grins when he pulls out the packet of Durex XXL. “You love at least part of me.”
