“You know, these tropical landscapes and warm days get inside the crotch and make me horny,” he said.
“Me too?”
“I suppose…” he stopped as though he wasn’t sure if he should continue, but then picked up where he left off, “I suppose we can dance around all preliminaries, Lauren, or we can get straight to f*****g. I’d rather not beat around the bush if you know what I mean.”
“I guess you don’t beat around the bush,” she laughed, though she didn’t need more invitation. And why put off what was obviously going to happen? She admired his directness and the way he made her feel. “Why not,” she said, “let’s fuck.”
They didn’t have to figure this one out. Patrick was just plain horny. And with a terrific looking woman who definitely needed s*x, he wasn’t about to be shy. Mutual need mutual an
