His hands were between her thighs, stroking her folds, one finger slipping through the entrance, and it was all she could do to keep from screaming.
She finally felt a foil packet and snatched it out of the drawer. In her haste, she forgot that it was attached to several other foils that came in the mega box. She pulled out the long strand and smacked Brenden in the face accidentally. Thankfully, he was too preoccupied and barely flinched.
She considered apologizing for slapping him with condoms, but his fingers were working their magic inside her. When he pulled out his fingers, a broad smile was plastered on his face.
“I see someone’s prepared,” he commented coyly. He took the condoms from her hand and ripped off one packet, throwing the rest on the floor.
“Someone has to be,” she re
