Her eyes flowed down his bare chest, and lingered just between his legs. He guessed that given her vocation, the need for subtlety did not come up often. Her eyes widened, and she grinned. Her growing excitement was enough for Marc’s ears to burn hot.
“You scamp!” Émilie said. “All that talk about arousal last night and you’re stiff as a board.”
“Well… I need to pee…”
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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