By Jenna McKnight
What for those who had sculpted the proper reproduction of a stunning Greek god and, correct prior to you are approximately to unveil it to a gaggle of girls, it involves lifestyles in all its bare glory? What in the event that your production desired to gift you by way of pleasurable your each wish? What may you do?
if you are Alexandra, you'll are looking to spoil anything.
The statue of Darius, playboy god, was once presupposed to herald much-needed money for the orphanage the place Alex grew up. Now that it has miraculously grew to become to flesh, she simply must provide it a small imperfection in order that it will flip again into the marble statue she created.
by no means brain that she fell in love with him—it—a little each day whereas she used to be sculpting the beautiful physique. by no means brain that he—it—is every piece as horny and captivating and robust as she imagined.
and he or she yes as heck is just not tempted by way of his heated provide to meet her each wish . . .
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Unfortunately, now he could feel her every stroke, and having the leaf forcefully removed wasn’t going to be pleasant. Even if he left the statue, it would be torture to watch over her shoulder, knowing he was so close. Knowing one wrong crack would crush his dreams again. But leaving the statue would mean he couldn’t feel her hands on him, couldn’t come alive at the precise moment when all was perfect. For once he was alive again, there’d be no statue to break. He’d be free for all eternity. He’d reward her well.
The man standing on stage—no, not standing, but stretching, like a contented cat just risen from a nap—bore a striking resemblance to Darius. Tall, well over six feet. Extremely well muscled without going overboard, like a real athlete and not a guy who bulked up in the gym. But most of all, just in case someone missed the resemblance, he went for life imitating art. He was buck naked. My oh my, how he could stand there in the altogether without blushing was beyond her, though—wow—a man built like that certainly had nothing to blush about.
Jeans,” Claudia said on a moan. “We’re about to unveil a masterpiece, and you’re in dusty old jeans. Honestly, I don’t know how you can do such perfect work and not give a damn about your clothes or your hair . . or your mail . . or your . ” Her mantra faded as she walked away. As Alexandra smoothed the damage, Darius warmed again, felt hope again, darned near fell in love, if he were capable. But why limit the ﬁeld? He had a lot of down time to make up for. “Mm, mm, mm,” she said. Seemed to be her way of admiring him.
A Greek God at the Ladies' Club by Jenna McKnight