Chapter 48

“Where?” I asked, my dick pleading for fast relief.

He sat on the marble countertop, between the dual sinks. Leaning backward, he spread his legs for me, then pointed down to his left. “In there?”

“Huh?” I located a drawer and immediately found what he had no doubt intended—a box of condoms and a small bottle of lube. I sheathed myself as swiftly as I could, then he slathered his hole and my shaft with the oily substance.