When they both ran out of breath, Matt reluctantly pulled out of Summer's snug, wet heat and all but collapsed on his side next to her.
She rolled to face him, face glistening with sweat, her eyes gleaming and a smug smile on her face. Reaching up with one shaky hand, he smoothed a strand of hair off her cheek.
"Wow." She blinked and dragged in a lungful of air. "I always thought the dreams exaggerated reality."
"Me too." There was a box of tissues on the nightstand and a trash can beside it so he rolled over and dealt with the condom before turning back to her. "I guess we both learned something new."
"Now it's my turn to explore," she said with a wicked grin. She rolled on top of him, forcing Matt to his back.
He went without a fight, content to let her have her turn.
"You're leane
