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She caressed the front of his jeans, placing her hand over his erection. Sarah, impressed with the bulge
he made, issued a soft sound of appreciation. It had been so long since she’d seen a penis that she’d almost forgotten how evident a man’s erection could be in the right pair of pants.
“Sarah.” Colten gritted her name out through clenched teeth, his self-imposed restraint evident.
His tone made her feel powerful, in control, and filled with the urge to tease and please him. The zipper of his jeans fought her, refusing to slide down with the ease she wanted, yet gave her an excuse to palm his erection with her other hand. She squeezed him with a gentle pressure and rubbed him through the fabric while she covertly fought the stubborn zipper.
When his zipper cooperated, she switched to unbuttoning his pants. The button popped out with minimal work and Sarah hooked her fingers into his waistband and pulled them, along with his boxers, down. Colten lifted one leg at a time, helping her pull them off until he stood before her, completely naked, his erection standing out in a firm salute. She stepped back, letting her hungry gaze rove over him, taking in the details of his body.
His muscles were far more sculpted than they’d been before he left. A scar ran across the top of his left thigh that hadn’t been there before he deployed, the white a stark contrast to the rest of his tanned body. His hair, once a deep auburn, was now peppered with grey that congregated at the temples. He looked far more mature and it spoke to her in a primal way. Her body recognized him for the experienced warrior he was, and considered the knowledge quite a turn on.
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