EMMA
It felt like a hundred butterflies were fluttering in my belly as I stared at him; lifting a barbell that had to weigh more than I did in one hand.
Trickles of sweat dripped down his hard, muscled chest and I swallowed hard, suppressing a moan.
Watching Xerxes shirtless, with all that raw power I could sense inside him had to be the most erotic thing I had ever seen.
"Oh goddess," I gasped, as desire pooled deep in my core.
I wanted those big strong hands on me, inside me. I wanted Xerxes to claim me as his in every way.
My breath caught in my throat and the air suddenly felt too thick. Biting the inside of my cheek, I told myself to look away, but then I might as well have told myself to stop breathing.
