Wet Desires: {A Steamy Collection}
He stood there naked, and I let my eyes travel over him—his broad chest, his wide shoulders, his thick arms.
His abs were defined, ridges of muscle that cut down toward his hips, and his thighs were taut.
I had never seen his naked body up this close before.
I licked my lips, taking in every line, every contour, every shadow of muscle.
Chase’s hands were on me before I could look longer.
He grabbed my hips and raised my ass up, pulling me onto my knees on the cushions.
In one swift motion, he ripped off my G-string and climbed onto the couch behind me.