Callie's POV
My eyes widened as Dominic slid his pajama pants down his legs, letting them pool at his feet.
There it was. His c**k, thick and heavy, springing free like it had been waiting for this moment all night. It had to be at least ten inches long, maybe more. It was veined along its length with a slight upward curve that made it look even more imposing.
The head was swollen, a deep reddish-purple, already glistening at the tip with a bead of precum. It throbbed visibly, the shaft as wide as my wrist, promising to stretch me in ways I'd only fantasized about.
I couldn't tear my gaze away, my mouth going dry even as heat pooled between my legs.
"Callie," Dominic's voice rumbled low, pulling me from my trance.
He stepped closer, his hand wrapping loosely around the base.
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