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Stopping beside her bed, he allowed her to slide down the length of him. Alana whimpered at the feeling of every inch of his hard muscles gliding against her body.
She wanted to see what he looked like beneath the clothing. Her hands were busy exploring the ridges of his abdomen when he tore his lips from hers.
“Undress,” he ordered. The deep huskiness that accompanied his words made her eyes snap up to his.
His gray eyes were dark, almost black. That look, and the commanding tone in his voice, had her panties growing even more damp.
Her hands shook as she reached down and hooked her fingers underneath the edge of her shirt. Pulling it up and over her head, she tossed it to the floor.
London’s gaze dropped to her taut nipples, straining against her bra.
The look in his eyes was downright feral.
“Keep going.”
Alana grew bolder. Kicking off her shoes, she reached for the button of her jeans and unsnapped them. Undoing the zipper, she shimmied them down her legs and kicked them off to the side.
Her heart raced at the pure hunger that consumed London’s expression.
He stood there, his arms folded in front of him. It didn’t go unnoticed that his hands were balled into fists.
Holding his gaze, she reached around and undid her bra. Next, she eased her panties down her legs.
The sound of London’s quick intake of breath made her shudder.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
Closing the space between them, he reached for her.
“Nope,” Alana objected, sidestepping him. If she had to be naked, so did he. She motioned to his clothes, wanting to see if her fantasy lived up to reality. “Strip.”
“Fine.”
With a cocky grin, he pulled off his shirt. She took a moment to appreciate the well-defined ridges of his abdomen, her tongue aching to trace each of them. She made a promise to herself that later, she would do just that.
His pants were next to go, along with his shoes. His cotton boxer briefs did nothing to hide the massive erection pushing against them.
Once the briefs joined his clothes on the floor, all joking was put aside.
Alana couldn’t take her eyes off the massive cock that hung between London’s legs.
Her fantasy couldn’t live up to the real thing. London was a gorgeous specimen of a man, his cock standing proudly erect.
Her heart fluttered in anticipation of what was to come.
“Is that better?” he asked, closing the distance between them once more.
“Yes.”
Gently removing her glasses, he sat them down on the nightstand.
Alana whimpered at the feeling of his warm skin against hers. London moved his hand to the base of her neck and slid his fingers into her hair, pulling her head back so she was looking up at him.
London covered her mouth with his while forcing her toward the bed. She soon found herself on her back with London hovering over her. Breaking the kiss, he braced his hands on either side of her head against the mattress.
His lips burned a fiery trail along her jawline. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, pressing open kisses to her sensitive skin.
