He rose from between her thighs in one fluid motion, body still slick and gleaming with her release, the musky scent of her arousal thick in the air around them. Without pause or flourish, he undressed—clothes stripped away and forgotten in the dim corners of the room until nothing remained between them but skin and heat.
Sarah's lungs seized.
The sight hit her like a physical blow.
It was bigger now that the last time she served him.
His cock stood rigid and obscene before her—thick as her wrist, veined and flushed a deep, angry crimson, the broad head swollen and glossy with a fat pearl of precum that slowly oozed down the underside in a slow, glistening trail.
The shaft throbbed visibly with each heartbeat—slow, deliberate throbs that made the whole length twitch upward like it was already seeking her heat.
