Their bodies had flowed together as if of their own accord, legs twining together like coiled strands of a DNA helix. There were so many places his hands wanted to be, yet each time they lit he never wanted to move them again. Sarah's full, firm breasts mashed against his chest as her silken thighs twisted between his own, and in a few moments he was agonizingly hard, aching to bury himself in her again.<br/><br/>With a supreme effort, he forced one hand to release Sarah's bum and reached to fumble blindly at the bedstand. He couldn't stand to stop kissing her, not even long enough to look where he was reaching, so it was took several clumsy swipes for him to knock the drawer open. Thanking his lucky stars for long fingers, Cooper scrabbled in the drawer until by touch alone he found a flat, square package.<br/><br/>"Oh, god," he husked against her lips. "I, uh ... lemme put this on. No, no, don't get off. Just make a little room..."<br/><br/>Still working blind, he tore open the wrapper.