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I whimper against him. I need more. I’m greedy for it, feeling like if I don’t get him inside me soon, it might not happen at all, and if it doesn’t, I might fall apart.

“The condoms are in my dresser.” I point to the top drawer with all my lingerie.

He pulls it open and blinks at the contents, looking at me and then back to it. He grabs a condom and shoves the drawer closed. “Get on the bed