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 c**k 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 it. Not in real life. It looked like it belonged to something feral, something built to ruin.
“Sage…” My voice cracked. “That’s… it’s too big. It’ll hurt.”
He knelt
