It happened too fast.
I turned around from admiring the beautiful mahogany shelf, completely forgotten what I had come to do in the bedroom.
I had been so taken by the beauty I had lost myself in it.
Standing right before me, stark naked was none other than Aiden himself.
I was too shocked to even say a word.
He stood completely naked. His blonde hair loose over his face in a careless but appealing manner.
His chest was broad and beautifully defined, the muscles shifting subtly beneath his skin with every breath.
His shoulders were wide, his arms thick with lean, powerful muscle, and his entire frame carried a quiet strength that was impossible to ignore.
Then my eyes drifted lower.
Hard, sculpted muscles stretched across his abdomen, forming distinct lines that would have disappeared into his pants if he had any.
No.
There wasn't.
Rather his manhood was so large I was terrified and yet I found myself blush.
I quickly turned around.
But it was too late.
