We’d fucked. Hard. Bare. My cock stirred to life beneath the sheets. It had been a long, long time since I’d gone without a condom, but when Eloise had told me she was on birth control and it had been a while, well . . . I’d broken my own rule about protection. It had been a while for me too. Eloise had met my passion with her own. There’d been nothing soft or gentle. We’d clawed at each other, rough and wild. It was the best sex I’d had in, well . . . a long damn time.
