“Okay, but I have one condition.” A corner of his mouth lifts, revealing that one taunting dimple I’m tempted to flick my tongue against. “What’s that?” I reach into my purse, pull out a condom I shoved in there, and flick it between my fingers. “You better be screaming my name too.” He plucks the wrapper from my hands. “I have a feeling I’ll forget all other words besides your name once I’m inside you.”
*bangs head on floor*
