off this time.”
His eyes sparkled with a heat, and his mischievous grin caused an ache between my legs. I’d never felt like I needed someone inside me so badly.
Graham began moving his hips to invisible music. I sat up so I could get a better look of him as he lifted off his shirt. I practically drooled all over myself at the sight of him. I could now see some of his tattoos.
“Semper Fi? You’re a Marine?” I asked, astonished.
“Former Marine,” he corrected.
“Why did you leave?” I wanted to ask what made him become a stripper but thought my question might be tasteless and rude.
Graham pointed to some scars on his shoulder. I’d noticed them while dancing, but seeing them at this angle, I realized they were likely from serious injuries.
“Got shot in the shoulder, chest, and leg,” he revealed. “There’s some muscle damage, and doctors told me I had to take it easy. You can’t really take it easy in the Marines, so I retired.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” Suddenly the mood in the room took a drastic, sad turn, and I felt bad for even asking. “It’s none of my business, I shouldn’t have said anything—”
Graham leaned down and took my face into his hands, silencing me with a kiss. “Don’t worry about it, darlin’. You can ask me anything you want. I’m an open book.”
I ran my fingers over that perfect chest, tracing the Semper Fi letters as I stared into his eyes. They were not quite brown, but not really green either. They could go either direction depending on the lighting. I’d never seen eyes like that, and I was drawn into them, wishing I could stare into them all night.
But there was more to this show than just his eyes.
He stepped back and resumed the dancing with a cheeky grin on his face. He removed his belt and tossed it to the side with a dramatic swish that had me giggling like a teenage girl. He shot me a seductive, playful look as he lowered his pants - boxers and all. But before he exposed himself completely, he turned around, flashing me a glance of that impeccable, tight ass.
“You tease!” I laughed. “I want to see it all.”
“Well, how about this – I show you mine if you show me just a little bit more of you?” He glanced over his shoulder.
“I’m wearing a dress, so it’s practically all or nothing.”
“Whatever you’re comfortable with darlin’.”
I shot him a teasing grin as I kicked off my heels. I dangled my feet in the air at him. He dropped his pants, along with his underwear, to the floor and stepped out of them, still not facing me.
“Those are some of the prettiest feet I’ve ever seen,” he teased.
“Sure,” I laughed. “I bet you say that to all the girls.”
He gasped, pretending to be scandalized by my words. “No, there aren’t any other girls – just you right now, Emmy.”
My cheeks and chest turned bright red as I blushed. “Would you like to see a little more?”
“Hell yes.”
I had to stand up, so I pushed myself off the bed and lifted my dress off my body. Thankfully there was no zipper or anything, so I could do it all on my own. I let my dress fall to the side of the bed.
I stood in front of Graham with only a black lace bra and matching panties. I raised my eyes to meet his gaze, and he turned around in that moment, letting me see all of him for the first time.
I audibly gasped, covering my mouth as I stared at his naked body. The smooth muscles in his abs leading down to that perfect V, pointing down even lower.
“Wow.” I hadn’t meant to say the word out loud. It simply slipped from my mouth. It was hard to stand there and look at him without lizard brain kicking in.
He was hard as a rock for me. His cock was too thick for my hand to wrap around fully, I knew that for sure. And I was a virgin with absolutely no experience having sex. How is that going to fit inside me? I thought.
Just imagining it sent a warm tingle down below. It might hurt at first, but the experience would be worth it. It’s not every day you get an opportunity to have sex with a man like Graham – ripped body, good looks, and friendly personality to boot. All of that and a massive cock. It simply