Eve

He rose up on his knees to drag his shirt over his head, and I forgot how to breathe.

Moonlight carved silver across the hard planes of his chest, the deep V of muscle disappearing beneath the waistband of his trousers. Then he unbuckled his belt with a slow, deliberate clink, shoved everything down, and stepped free.

My heart slammed against my ribs.

His cock jutted up thick and angry-red, flushed darker at the swollen head, veins standing in stark relief along the shaft. It was… obscene. Long enough to make my stomach flip, thick enough that I instinctively pressed my thighs together. I had never seen anything like...