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“Lucas”The ex marine oozed raw masculinity although his personality was a little immature. An air of sex seemed to cloud around him. I knew from first sight I wanted him. I cruised by Alex’s place to see what was going on. I was bored and needed to find something to do. Alex was a good bet because there were always people over ensuring a party was going to start at any time. I sank into the sofa a little disappointed nobody was hanging out. A few minutes later he walked down the stairs. He was at least 6’ 5” with a wave of soft dishwater blonde curls falling to his ears. His perfectly structured face was highlighted by a reddish goatee and bright blue eyes. He was lean but his loose fitting jeans and flannel shirt gave no hint to what lie beneath. His deep voice commanded the room. He stomped around the room taking swigs off a bottle of Jack. He was rough and a little redneck but that only fed my desire.I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. With every move he made I hoped for a chance to see a hint of skin. The top couple of buttons of his shirt were open but no hair was visible. Finally he stood up to get a beer. When he returned to room he set stretched his arms above his head. His flannel shirt slid up reveling a flat stomach with a thick line of bushy red hair running towards …

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