Ethan's POV
I could feel the heat radiating from her, the tension building between us like a live wire.
Stella pulled back slightly, her breath hot against my lips. "Do you have a condom?"
"Yeah. In my pants."
"Came prepared, did you?" She reached down and grabbed my discarded pants from the floor.
"Always," I replied with a grin.
She fished around in the pocket and pulled out the foil packet, holding it up triumphantly. "Found it!"
"You know how to kill a mood and bring it back, right?"
She winked, tearing open the packet with her teeth. "Just keeping you on your toes."
I watched, entranced, as she rolled the condom down my length with practiced ease.
"Damn, that feels good." My eyes fluttered closed as her hand stroked me, a fire building in my gut.
But I wanted more. I wanted
