Page 58 of Torrid Passion
He flashes me a seductive smile. “We just hit a milestone.” He rakes his eyes down the length of my body, and just like that my pussy throbs.
But I just came. Hard.
“What do you mean?”
“We’re no longer fighting our attraction for each other,” he says completely serious and completely heart-stopping.
I ponder on his words for a few seconds. “You’re right, we aren’t.”
“It’s about fucking time.”
I can’t argue with him.
He bends down, pulling his boxer briefs with him. When he straightens back up, I’m so in shock, I scoot up the bed in fright.
Mother Mary.
His cock is really, really big.
Scratch that.
It’s enormous.
I swallow hard. “Your cock,” I say, pointing a frantic finger. “That’s one behemoth of an appendage.” The words fall out of my mouth before I catch them.
Loki grips his massive cock and laughs. “No one’s ever called it that before.”
“Because no one’s ever been honest with you before.”
“You’re saying you’re not up for it?”
“I’m saying you’re going to rip me in half.”
“Nonsense.”
I’m not convinced. “What are you? Fifteen inches long? And five inches wide?”
Loki laughs again.
“Nah, I don’t have a monster cock. I’m amereten inches long.”Mere?“Never measured my girth, but I think it’s substantial.”You think?
“That’s nearly a foot long.”
“Nearly, but not quite. A few inches make all the difference.”
As if.
He fists his cock, stroking it from his balls all the way to the engorged purple head.
God have mercy on me… and on my pussy.
“You can handle it,” he says, looking down at me.
He wasn’t joking when he said I wouldn’t be able to walk for a week.
Honestly, did God leave anything for other men?
Loki has it all—impressive length, serious girth and massive full balls.
