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Alex kneads rind on hirip on his hair so I can keep his mouth locked to mine He proves to be incredibly helpful with the whole hips shifting business This is awesooes

The contrast of rough stubble and the softness of his lips against my throat send a delicious shiver down my spine

I release his hair to explore the rest of his cut body Muscles tense and jump under my touch The top button of his dress shirt is undone and his tie hangs loose around his neck Now seeet more comfortable I mean, I’m in my jammies and here he is, still mostly in a suit

Unbuttoning involveshis shirt undone while he kisses my neck

Under the crisp dress shirt is a white tee stretched tight across a solid wall of chest I’m certain they didn't need to airbrush the milk ad all to shit to achieve his level of hotness

Excited to find out, I slip ers under the hereat art I’ve never been this up close and personal with so physical condition I want to revel in the reveal of his godlike body Below his navel is a s close to goldor diaht now

Washboard abs flex under ers He raises his arms, and I lift the T-shirt over his head, careful of his busted lip and bruised jaw Not bothering to hide my appreciation, I exhale on a lohistle Tattoos accentuate each bicep The left boasts a waving Canadian flag—long live patriotisht has a set of hockey sticks crossed over a puck

I can feel Alex’s eyes on ertip

“You really love hockey, don’t you?”

“Yeah It’s kinda

“I bet you could bench press me”

“There’s a good chance”

His fingertips breach the hem of my shirt When my body jerks, he hesitates

“Should I stop?”

“No, thanks I’m ticklish”

“Is that so?” He looks up fro a devilish smile

“Just here”—I point to my ribs—“and here” I indicate the crook in my knee