The sound he made was like that of a pained animal stuck in a trap. He somehow managed to reach over to the side table without elbowing her in the face, jerking the drawer open and fumbling inside for the box he'd started keeping there. Oh, thank god. Pulling it out, he managed to get one...two...three condoms out. Shit. He only needed one.

For now.

He dropped the others, not concerned with where they wound up right now as he moved back, kissing Erica with that eager urgency that was making him vibrate. "Just a sec. Just gimme one sec."

Then he tore the packet open and pulled the coin of latex out to begin to roll on himself.