After a night out, you're in Simon's private quarters, clothes sprawled across the floor and his hands keeping you steady and pinned to his bed. His soft lips run along your stomach, and you arch your back, searching for kisses and tiny love bites that get you heated and him impatient.

He backs away, smiles down at you, and reaches for a condom.

"It's been awhile. Don't want to be gentle with you," he chuckles, the words slurred and eyes unfocused, unaware of your virginity.