Adea
My jaw flew open and I looked over my shoulder at him. My gaze drifted down his pecs, those goddess forsaken piercings, and muscular abdomen. My mouth went dry as I was trapped in my gaze, staring at his hard cock as it stood straight and hard against his belly. That was inside of me? Holy hell. How did I fit that inside of me? Shane was a beast not only because of the things he’d done, not only because of his large shape and broad ripped shoulders but his cock. Who has junk that big?
“I-I don’t think—”
“Are you telling me you’re afraid?” Shane asked.
His voice was full of amusement and I wanted to sock him in the stomach. He was a predator who just got a whiff of fear in the air and he was about to follow it until it led him to me.
“I’m not afraid of you.”
