JASMINE

Then his hands went to the waistband of his sweatpants, and I watched with a racing heart as he peeled off the pants along with his briefs in one swift motion.

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I took in his naked form.

He was rock hard—hard as steel, thick, and heavily veined. The sight of him made heat pool low in my stomach, and I had to squeeze my thighs together to hold myself together as I stared up at this monster of a man.

His eyes were fixed on me the entire time, like he was trying to file every single one of my...