I felt like I was having an outer body experience as I watched Brody slowly undress. I’d undressed him in my mind plenty of times, but seeing it for real..... My mind was doing him an injustice. I’d seen him shirtless, and in boxers. Hell, I’d even briefly seen him naked. But I was never LOOKING.
Once his boxers slid down his legs, I found myself staring in awe at the sheer size of his length standing fully erect.
The floor-to-ceiling windows showed the city lights behind him, casting a glow in the room that if this were anyone else, would make for the perfect setting for some steamy, book-worthy s*x. But it’s me. And I’m still broken, trying to take every moment a step at a time.
He climbed into the bed, saying nothing, and lying back for me to admire him in his entirety. It felt
