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He was about to be completely naked, completely at this man's mercy.
Marcus’s gaze was heavy, expectant. "Don't make me tell you again," he warned.
Leo took a shaky breath and pushed the jeans down over his hips. They pooled around his ankles, and he stepped out of them, kicking them aside. He was now clad only in his tight, black boxer briefs, the thin fabric doing little to conceal the massive, straining erection within. A dark, wet spot of pre-cum had already soaked through the front.
Marcus’s eyes locked onto it. "Look at you," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Dripping for me. You're desperate for it, aren't you, you little slut?"