The redhead choked an amazed laugh. “Do I want to know why you already have lube?” he teased. He wrapped his other hand around Isaac’s hip, trying to hold him still, because every twitch of the werewolf’s body was disrupting his concentration.
“A-all teenage boys keep lube close-by in their bedrooms.” He chuckled and then allowed himself to be pinned just as he located what he needed, chest heaving with exertion. “I’ve never…I’ve never tried this before, but it already feels so good…”
“I thought it was lotion,” he said, faintly surprised. He let go for a moment to run his hands up Isaac’s ribs, waiting just long enough to make sure the werewolf had the lube in hand before rolling them both over. Summer grinned down at Isaac. “Probably better not to just jump into this. Will you lay on your stomach for me?”