Boone

I'm holding on by a thread, ready to take her harder than I've ever taken a woman. I can't believe how much of an edge I'm on. There's been no one in my life who's ever made me feel the way she has. 

“I don't have a condom with me out here,” I whisper, afraid that I'll break the spell that's been cast around us.

“It's okay.” She tries to spread her legs wider, but the fabric keeps her from being able to do so. “I'm on birth control, and ...