“What?” I ask when she smirks. “You’re more cut, especially the V in your hip.” “Yeah?” I ask. She nods. “Been taking some frustration out during those morning workouts?” “You could say that.” “Well, it’s showing. I can’t wait to strip you down and drag my tongue up and down your body.” I wet my lips, the thought of that happening instantly arousing me. “Don’t make me hard right before the tailor comes in.” She chuckles. “Why not? I think it would be fun for him to have to navigate around your enormous cock.”
