Chapter 20

Lyra

He was taller than Damon. And honestly he wasn’t just tall.

He was massive.

Not bulky in that gym rat way, but dangerous.

Shoulders wide enough to block the goddamn hallway. Arms veined and strong, biceps straining the sleeves of his black tee like he’d rip through it if he so much as clenched.

But it wasn’t just the muscles that had me shaking.

Oh folks my eyes went down and then I saw it.

His cock.

My fucking God.

It was there.

Hard.

Thick.

Heavy.

And so fucking visible it made my breath catch.

He was wearing black jeans.

But they didn’t hide shit.

That monster was straining against the denim, outlined in full detail like it wanted me to know.

Long.

Wide.

Curved slightly to the left.

The ridge of the head was pushing against the zipper like it wanted out and my brain short-circuited trying to imagine what it would look like bare.

What it would f