MARK
My chest heaved like I had just returned from battle. Well, didn't I?
There were so many questions that needed to be asked, and the answers my brain could provide weren't sufficient to sate me.
My toes were curled. I took note of this when I looked at my feet, and—
"f**k!" I gritted my teeth. When the hell did I get hard?! That b***h did nothing but touch my n*****s, and I was rocking a hard-on from that!
Thank goodness my d**k was wise enough to wait until the danger was well out of view.
Yes, that was exactly the description I could give Giulia: DANGEROUS...
And the danger was something I was accustomed to, after all, I literally exchanged bullets in close range with fuckers for a living, but when danger came with a mixture of a feeling I couldn't place my mind on, that was r
