“My grasp on the English language has loosened in the past five seconds. Do you mean to tell me you want to, uh, fuck?” She stared me square in the eye, calm if a little flushed. “I mean, the relationship will be fake, but the orgasms had better be real. If I have to put up with you, I want to at least have a little fun. We’re both grown-ups. I haven’t had any action in a while. You’re deplorable but undeniably hot. And I mean, you can’t be that bad in bed, with all the experience you’ve amassed…” This woman was lethal to my ego. “As long as it’s with full consent…”
