He had her already. That was the thing Lily couldn't say, but she opened her eyes again, smiling at him and lifting herself onto her elbows. With one hand, she reached for the table beside her bed, opening the drawer and feeling blindly for one of the condoms she knew must be there. At the same time, she cupped his face with her other hand.

"Kiss me again," she said, her hips rolling, body pressing up against his. She wanted him so badly, every touch sending pleasure rolling through her in waves, every shift of his body against hers only serving to make her want more.