"Stay here," she told him and scooted away from him. She gave one last look to his slick cock and with a shake of her head scurried out of the room. Cage could hear shuffling in the corridor and he could imagine her swaying ass as she moved naked through the apartment.
Katherine, on the other hand, was praying to god that none of her friends found out that she was running around the apartment butt naked, looking for a condom that would fit Cage. She could guess his size, so she ventured into Angelina's room and looked through the drawer where she knew Angelina kept her sex goods. Angelina wouldn't find out, anyways. It would be some time before she got laid… if her words about Stephen were true, that is.
She moved back to the room and wanted to act sexy but she was bouncing on her step in anticipation. Cage was lying flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling, trying to calm himself down.
