Marvin towers over me, his massive silhouette swallows me, making the room feel small. He doesn't move to hide his size, instead, he stands there, letting me take in the full reality of him. He is a mountain of hard, tanned muscle and dark, pulsing veins. My eyes travel down the length of him, my breath catching in my throat. He is thick, so much thicker than the fingers that just finished wreaking havoc inside me. The thought of all that heat, all that heavy weight, actually fitting inside me seems like a total impossibility.
"Look at it, Iris," he says, his voice dropping to a gravelly, commanding low. He reaches down and guides the blunt, dark head of his c**k to the very edge of my entrance. "This is the moment. This is where the quiet little assistant vanishes forever. Once I’m insid
