PORN-ICATION: EROTIC COMPILATION
I felt dangerous.
And then I saw them. Liam, a study in beautiful contradictions. He was tall, well over six feet, with the lean, wiry build of a swimmer or a climber, all long lines and corded muscle. His hair was a shock of black, almost blue-black, against his pale, almost translucent skin. It was short on the sides and longer on top, falling artfully over his forehead.
His face was all sharp angles, high cheekbones, a strong, stubborn jaw, a mouth that was a slash of cruel beauty. His lips were thin but expressive, currently curled into a predatory smirk. He was carved from granite and shadow, a walking, talking ode to beautiful, dangerous things.