Chapter 28

By the time he tossed me on the bed, I was pikestaff hard and needed to be naked, quick.

“Come on, Murphy. Get rid of those clothes, right now. I want to see you. All those muscles of yours have been giving me sweet dreams,” I said as I stripped as fast as my limbs would let me.

“Well, here I am,” he replied, finally, gloriously nude and like a god before me. I was struck dumb with want, all those muscles of his making me want to lick and worship every inch of his body. I guess I’d found a kink. I mean, I’d always liked my men a bit bigger than me, but having someone as solid and built as Murphy was really turning my crank

He stood at the foot of the bed, the light on the bedside table casting both of us in shadow. “Looks like someone has a thing for muscular men, hmmm?” He flexed his bulging biceps and I leaked. He moved his pecs up and down and I almost came.

“Stop,” I begged, closing my eyes against an all-too early orgasm. “Come here and let me touch you.”