“You like what you see?” I teased, but my voice came out soft, shaky, and breathless. Legend smirked, then stood, towering over me, peeling his wife beater off with one fluid motion. “Nah, I don’t like it,” he murmured, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his basketball shorts. I frowned slightly, heart pounding. “You don’t?” His smirk deepened. “I fucking love it.” And then, he dropped his shorts. I swear to God, my brain short-circuited. My eyes widened, my breath hitched, and my entire body froze in place. His dick was huge.
