Chapter 172

• Beverly
• We didn’t have a condom, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. I’d been on birth control since I was sixteen to calm down my period’s habit of throwing out my back and making me upchuck anything I ate, so it wasn’t like there was a risk of pregnancy, but there was something so much more intimate about him behind inside me without that little layer of latex. I remembered always swearing to myself that I would double up on protection -after all, birth control only prevented pregnancy, not STDs- but I knew that Fitz was clean and obviously I was too considering he was the only one who had ever touched me.
• And boy, did he know how to touch me. Two of his fingers slid into me, pumping slowly before gathering as much wetness as they could and pulling out. I was mystified at his goal for a moment, caught up in the music and everything else, but then I heard him slicking himself up behind me.