After he gave me the most delicious orgasm, we fell asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms. My gaze slides from his six pack abdominals to the broad expanse of his chest. Even when he’s relaxed, everything is well defined. There’s not an ounce of fat on him. It’s so tempting to reach out and run the tips of my fingers over every sinewy muscle. “Whatever you’re considering, you should do it.”
