That was all the prompting Saffron needed. She tore open the condom wrapper and tossed it aside, then gave Xander an almost urgent kiss before rolling it on him. She wrapped her leg around his waist and tilted her hips upward to rub against him, an open invitation for him to make his move as soon as he was ready. If Xander wanted her to guide him, she would, but Saffron knew he needed to know he was not just a passive participant in this.