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I laugh. “No. I haven’t done as much sport over the last couple of years because I’ve been so busy. I still swim most days though.” I have my own pool, although I don’t tell her that.

She traces across my abs. I haven’t quite got a six pack, but I’m not in bad shape.

I shiver at her touch. “Tickles.”

She gives a beautiful, shy smile. “Take your shirt off.”

I sit up, tug it off, and toss it over the side of the bed. Next, I take out my wallet and leave it on the bedside table with my phone before undoing my trousers, sliding them down over my hips, and taking them off with my socks.

Alice’s face lights up as I lie on my back and stretch out beside her, arms above my head so she can drink her fill. I’m now wearing only my black boxer-briefs.

Her gaze skims slowly down me. I feel it as if she’s brushing a feather over my skin, starting at my biceps, moving over my shoulders and down my chest, across my abdomen, lingering for a long while on the erection that strains against the fabric of my underwear, then finally continuing down my legs before returning to my face, by way of the erection, again.

“Fuck,” she says.

“Is that a good fuck?”

“It’s an oh-my-fucking-god-look-at-you fuck. You’re amazing. I want to get out a magnifying glass and examine every inch of you.”

“I’m hoping you won’t need it to look at the family jewels.”

She giggles. “I didn’t mean that. The jewels are very notable without the need for magnification.” She looks at my crotch, then gives me an impish glance.

“Go on,” I say. “Ask whatever question is burning inside you.”

“I’ve read that the average size of a man’s erection is just over five inches.”

“Sounds about right.”

“Jesus, I’m the luckiest girl alive.”

“I’m not that big. It must look bigger because I’m wearing black.”

“God, you’re so modest. It looks enormous. Now I’m thinking about the tiger I saw at the zoo this morning. I’m not sure if I dare let it out of its cage.”

“It’s probably more like a meerkat, actually.”

We both laugh. She reaches out a hand then and runs a finger just under the waistband of my underwear. “Will you take it off?”

“Absolutely. But first you need to lose some clothing. It’s only fair that I get to look as well.”

Chapter Seven

Alice

Oh no, he wants me to undress. Suddenly nervous, I notice that my hands are shaking as I lift them to unbutton my jeans.

He puts out a hand to stop me, though, and lifts up so he’s straddling me, his knees either side of my legs. “That’s my job.”

“You’ll never get these off. They’re very tight.”

“Maybe, but it’ll be fun to try.” He pops open the button, slides the zipper, and begins peeling them down over my hips.

I lie back on the pillows and watch him. “I can’t believe this is actually happening,” I whisper.

I’d seen the way his shirt sleeves stretched over his biceps, so I knew he was muscular, and I was pretty sure he was going to be gorgeous beneath his clothes, but the reality has surpassed my meager imagination. He’s better looking than any guy I’ve seen in any of the porn I’ve watched, more like a male model, all taut and tanned. How on earth did I manage to land a guy like this for my adventure?

I reach out a finger and draw it over a tattoo he has on his upper right arm. It’s an elaborate cross, with an infinity sign beneath it. “Are you religious?” I ask.

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