Chapter Five
Ash
My eyes roamed over Mack’s body, greedily soaking in every inch of him. It’s not as if I didn’t know Mack was built. But Mack n***d with his skin damp from the shower was something else. Every inch of him was honed. Mack was a big man with broad shoulders, and heavy arms and thighs. Yet somehow, the lines of his body were sleek. He had a smattering of dark hair on his chest, and a tempting trail of hair led straight to the promised land.
My naughty eyes disobeyed me entirely when I tried and failed to keep from looking there. Oh. My. God. The V of muscles tapered down like an off-ramp on the highway showing me where to go. Even his c**k was gorgeous—thick and heavy against his thigh.
My n*****s were so hard they ached. When my eyes made their way back up to Mack’s face
