He leaned up to smack a wet kiss on her lips. "Top drawer, you said?" Because, yes, there was a minor detail to take care of first. Wyatt scooted down on the bed, his hands and mouth sliding along her curves.

The search through her nightstand was quick; he found the package he was looking for and tore it open while keeping his eyes on Anne. "Hang on..." Jumping back on the bed as soon as the condom was on, he grabbed her behind knees and pulled her toward him.

He smiled. "God, you're gorgeous." With that, his head dipped down and disappeared between her legs.