Maria wriggled her hips, reaching awkwardly behind her to tug off her shorts. She shifted and twisted, trying to kick them off without losing contact with Reno. It wasn't quite as easy as books made it out to be, even with a dancer's flexibility.
"Just...a minute," she managed, tearing her mouth away from Reno's to properly divest herself of the rest of her clothing. She sat on the edge of the bed, sliding them down her legs and kicking them aside to join the rest of the clothing scattered about the room.
Hopefully Reno would do the same - she was growing too anxious for foreplay. She was more than ready for him, and every nerve seemed to be standing on end in anticipation.
"Condom," was all she said, her voice hitched and strained with want.