Orion turned and his mouth went dry.
She wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing.
He almost mourned the pleasure of watching her strip. Almost. Seeing her was the very best thing. She was all long lines, lean muscle and soft curves.
She grasped the condom packet and slowly tore it open.
His d**k had never been so hard in his life.
"You're still dressed," she said with a smirk.
"Easily rectified."
Orion yanked on his belt, then shoved both shorts and underwear to the floor. He flowed from that, scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. Jennifer yelped, the sound turning into a laugh. He pounced, caging her under him.
Her eyes sparkled with lust and enthusiasm.
She was so damn pretty.
"Now I'm not," he whispered and leaned down.
Her palm flattened against his chest and slid down. "O
