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a laugh.
    “An idiot. Sorry, Australian slang.”
    “Oh. Well, we can’t have that. It would ruin the sexy vibe you’ve got going on.”
    “Then I’ll continue.”
    This time Konner pulled up his t-shirt at just the right speed. Alexis had time to savor every inch of bared flesh as he went. She licked her lips once he’d tossed his shirt aside. His chest was wide and defined with large muscles, same with his shoulders and arms. She then noticed the black tattoo he had on the left side of his chest directly over his heart. The style of it was ancient Egyptian. It was a depiction of Anubis. He had a jackal’s head. In one hand he held an ankh while in the other was a flail. The whole thing was inside a cartouche.
    Alexis’ attention was snagged downward as Konner reached for the button on his jeans. She heard the thudding of her quickened pulse pounding in her ears and she breathed at a faster rate. He slowly undid it, then yanked down his zipper. He took hold of the waistband and pushed the pants down before he stepped out of them and kicked them out of the way. Konner now stood only in a pair of black boxer-briefs.
    She ran her gaze up and down Konner’s body. His legs were as muscular as his chest, shoulders and arms.

    And she couldn’t help noticing how his cock tented the front of his underwear. There was no mistaking he was a large man there as well.
    The anticipation built as Konner placed a hand on the top of his boxer-briefs. He finally pushed them down, bending at the waist a bit as he did so. He stepped out of them and sent the underwear in the same direction as his jeans.
    Alexis swallowed at the sight of a nude Konner. He took her breath away. His cock stuck out straight from his body and was as thick and long as she’d pictured he’d be. She couldn’t tear her gaze off him. No longer able to just sit there and not touch, she reached out and ran a hand down the side of his hip. Konner’s shaft jerked and a bead of pre-cum appeared on the very tip.
    “I’ve stripped, now what do you want me to do?” Konner asked in a husky voice.
    “Let me touch you however I wish.” Alexis dragged her fingertips from his hip to his cock, trailing them down its length to the flared head, and rubbed the drop of moisture there into his skin.
    Konner groaned. “I don’t know how long I’ll be able to let you continue to do that before I’ll want you back under me—naked.”
    She looked up and saw he watched her intently.
    “Don’t worry. I won’t be able to explore you for too long before I’ll crave more than that.”
    Alexis shifted forward so she sat on the edge of the couch cushion and was closer to Konner. She reached up and smoothed her hands down the center of his chest to his washboard abs. It was kind of erotic to have a naked man in front of her while she was fully dressed.
    She continued her downward journey until she came to his erection. This time she didn’t just trail her fingers along it. She wrapped them around his cock in a tight fist and pumped. Konner let out a deep groan as he thrust his hips to match her strokes.
    The sudden urge to taste settled inside her. Alexis had no intention of ignoring it. The thought of what she was about to do had wetness leaking into her panties and her pussy clenching with the need to be filled.
    With a firm grip around the base of his cock, she opened her mouth and sucked him inside until he just about touched the back of her throat. She slid him almost all the way out before taking him back in. Konner’s harsh breathing filled her ears as he rocked his hips. Alexis sucked harder, swirling her tongue around the head of his shaft with each stroke out.
    All too soon, he pulled her away. “It’s been a while for me,” he said in a strained voice. “I don’t want to push my luck.” Konner took a step back, then helped Alexis to her feet. “Time for you to get naked so I can do some of the things I’m aching to do to you.”
    While he slowly undressed