Mia POV

“I wasn’t done,” she breathed when he finally broke the kiss.

“Maybe not,” he growled as he pressed up to a kneeling position and reached for the box of condoms he’d left in the bedside drawer earlier. “But I would have been done if you kept it up.”

“So this is it, then,” she said as she watched him roll on the condom.

He paused and looked at her. “Are you still okay with this?”

She nodded, her eyes glued to where he gripped his erection.

“More than okay,” she said. “Desperately okay with this.”

He grinned and stroked himself to check the condom was in place before...