Lexie and Killian
"Then I think, first, you should finish taking off your clothes."
Killian dropped the length of rope at the foot of the bed, dumped the condoms on the nightstand, unzipped his fly, and shoved both his slacks and his boxers down his legs. He'd forgotten for a moment he still had his boots on, creating a brief awkward moment. But then he was totally nude, standing before her, his hands on his hips.
"Well?" His nostrils flared. "Like what you see?"
She ran her tongue over her lower lip in the motion that always spiked a fever in him, and his cock twitched automatically.
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