Black Obsidian (Obsidian, #1)

by Victoria Quinn

think your body is still sexy.” “Really? I’m not a fan of my legs.” “Why?” “They’re too skinny. They remind me of chicken legs.” “Do some squats.” “I’ll pass.” Getting hot and sweaty in a gym wasn’t my thing. I would never have the commitment to put my mind to it. Besides, everyone would stare at me because they would know I didn’t have a clue what I was doing. “I would rather squat on your face.” His eyes immediately darkened at that comment, turning darker than the underworld. “That sounds like a perfect workout.” “I agree.”

“No. I need to find a sugar mama. You know, a hot little number that makes bank. I could stay home all day and play video games, and when she gets home, she could ride my dick and bring me a present.”