Gabriella watched him with predatory interest as he quickly stripped out of his clothes. Each discarded piece revealed more of his toned physique, which had her licking her lips in anticipation.
"Look at you," she teased, her hand reaching out to stroke his burgeoning erection. "Like a goddamn Greek statue."
His c**k twitched in her palm as she wrapped her fingers around him, marveling at the heft and heat of him. "Bet this thing's getting named after Aphrodite," she remarked with a wicked grin.
"Just waiting for Aphrodite herself to worship it," he shot back.
She laughed, lunging forward to plant a quick, hungry kiss on his lips. Then she turned, sashaying over to the couch with a deliberately exaggerated hips sway.
"Come on, Greek god," she called over her shoulder, her voice leavin
