Vince spit, rinsed, stood up, and turned around.
God, she was beautiful.
He couldn’t wait to?—
“Shit,” he spat out.
“What?’ she asked, her brazenness fading a bit.
“No. No. Nothing is wrong with you,” he sought to assure her. “It’s just… I don’t have any condoms.”
Vince wanted to slap himself for being such an idiot, but Lace smirked.
“I do,” she told him.
“You…?”
“Uh, huh. I picked some up a few days ago. Just in case.”
She didn’t look repentant at all, and, halleluiah for that.
“Where?” he asked, turning toward the door.
She snickered and gestured. “Just follow your penis.”
Yup.He was jutting out in a point-the-way visual.
“Lassie,” he urged humorously, talking to his hard-on. “You can do it. Find the condoms.”
He followed his cock out the door.
“Table on the right side of the bed. Top drawer,” Lace choked out behind him, clearly convulsed with laughter.
That was the ticket. Get her out of her own head so she could enjoy herself. Although…it certainly seemed like she was doing a great job of that, all on her own.
By the time he retrieved two foil packets—because he was ever hopeful—and went back into the bathroom, he almost choked on his own spit.
Lace was naked.
Gloriously naked.
From the top of her smooth head, past her pretty pink nipples, all the way down to her painted toenails.
And speaking of naked…
Vince couldn’t take his eyes off her bare pussy. There wasn’t a blonde curl in sight, and his mouth watered to trace the contours of the puffy, pouty lips he could see, with his tongue.
“That’s not the chemo,” she told him breathlessly. “I actually wax.”
“You’re killing me here,” he grated.
“Funny,” she said, gazing at his protruding dick and licking her lips. “You don’tlookdead.”
Vince moaned. Everything about Lace was such a dichotomy, which also was a total turn-on.
Sapped by her treatments, she was strong enough to continue her job. Shy about her body, she was bold enough to buy condoms and strip naked in front of him.
He must have been staring for too long because Lace finally backed away from the shower entrance, and waved him in. “Okay. Move that fine ass. A few minutes to get the stink off, then you’re all mine,” she informed him.