The Coochie Diaries
The ceiling was mirrored, and she could see her own reflection, a pale, wanton creature waiting for its master.
Kael stood at the foot of the bed, stripping off his shirt. His torso was sculpted, all defined abs and powerful pectorals, with a light dusting of dark hair across his chest that trailed down his stomach. He unbuckled his pants and let them fall, stepping out of them completely naked.
His erection had returned, thick and proud. He climbed onto the bed, kneeling between her splayed thighs. For a long moment, he just looked, his gaze searing over her breasts, her stomach, then settling on her exposed pussy.
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