Lilly
Bastain hasn’t taken his eyes off me yet.
When I stripped my clothes in the bedroom, I watched as Bastian did the same. I almost orgasmed looking at his body. So much muscle, yet it didn’t overshadow his body.
And his co.ck?
Goddess, he’s massive!
Don’t all women say that about their men?
I dragged Bastian into the shower, letting the hot water pound down on our bodies. I took a cloth and body wash and lathered Bastian’s big body.
I washed every inch of him, making sure the scent of that woman was off my mate. I ached to touch him, but I couldn’t bring myself to until he was clean.
I closed my eyes and groaned unashamedly when Bastian poured body wash into his hands and began washing me. His big hands slid over me, and it felt so good! He even washed my hair for me, as I’d a
