“Hi,” she says, and she pushes up on her elbows. “That was…” “What you came here for?” I ask, and her lips curl up into a smile. “Better than I could have ever imagined.” Her eyes flick to the front of my pants, and she reaches for me. “Come here.” I move toward her, and she kisses me. She snakes her hand down my body and pulls on the waistband of my joggers. “Ask to take them off,” I say, and her cheeks turn as red as fire. “Can I take them off, Shawn?” she asks, following directions. I lift an eyebrow, and she squirms. “Please?”
