Chapter seven

Mira was getting swept up in the lusty logic. She knew she was clean, as well, and the thought of feeling him, hot and hard, thrusting into her with nothing in between was intoxicating When she hesitated, he asked, “Are you on the pill?”

“Yeah, but is this a good idea?”

“It feels like a good idea,” he groaned as she lowered, helping his tip slightly penetrate her.

“It does feel too good,” she moaned.

“Baby, I need all of you,” he said, holding her face and making her meet his gaze. “So if you want a condom, you are going to have to get it in my wallet.”

“Where is your wallet?” she asked halfheartedly as she lowered further, expanding around his hard shaft. “Oh, God.”

“Mira, God,” he groaned. “I’m holding myself back from pulling you onto me all the way.”

“Me too,” she said, rising up a fraction, but the shift stirred up a burst of heat and felt so good that she had to lower down again, helping the friction build.

“I’m not going to try to convince you. Do what you think is bes