"Christ..." She moaned softly, grinding back, the ache between her legs intensifying with the feel of him so close to being inside her. Her hands ran over his hips, his back, his ass, nails drawing long the skin, remembering how he'd liked that earlier. She wanted him to feel everything she was feeling.

The things he said, the pleasurable oblivion he promised... it was another drug. She knew it, deep down, she knew it wouldn't help her in the long run, but as her hand reached for the condoms on her bedside table she didn't care. Deal with it later. She pressed the packet into his hand and ground her hips against his. "I can feel better."