lily's pov......
There’s a rustle of clothes behind me. He’s undressing! I shiver, and it’s not from the air conditioning. His jeans hit the floor just at the edge of my peripheral vision. God, I want to turn around and look, but he hasn’t given me permission.
“Right up to the bed.” He pushes gently between my shoulderblades until I’m positioned where he wants me. “Good.” He clips my wrist cuffs behind my back, then comes around, so I can see him.
He’s so gorgeous. His muscles ripple as he moves, hardly an ounce of fat on his trim body. As he climbs onto the bed, his large c**k standing straight out, blood- engorged and hard. My mouth waters at the sight, still remembering the taste of him from that night.
Andrew sits on the bed with his feet on the floor on either side of me.
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