We sat motionless for a pregnant moment. I was about to pull back to see what he was thinking when he launched to his feet, keeping me tight in his arms. “That’s it. You’re getting fucked.” I threw my head back and laughed as he marched toward the bedroom. “But what about my mom?” “She can wait. I only need five minutes.” He tossed me on the bed, his molten stare devouring me. “Maybe ten.” He took thirty. I didn’t complain.
