I swing my legs off the bed, dropping my underwear to the floor with the last of my reservations, and tear the condom open, rolling it over my length. She watches me, her eyes dancing over me until meeting my stare. I lay over her, hovering several inches above her as I reach down and guide my cock to her entrance. She pulls in a breath that calls my eyes back to hers. A million words are shared in a single second, half of them I can’t decipher—yet I feel them. I feel all of them.
