Watching the gentle sway of Talia's breasts, barely contained by the tight red fabric, Marcus was completely hooked. A raw, wanting heat began to stir inside him.
His mind flashed back to college, comparing Talia and Willow Moran. Both had that mature, all-in vibe; the ultimate fantasy, the kind of woman who made you want to lose control. But they were different, too.
Willow had a cool, untouchable elegance to her, a kind of refined distance. Talia was the opposite. She was all warmth and invitation, putting her stunning beauty right out in the open for everyone to appreciate.
The two of them were the subject of countless dorm-room debates, especially one in particular: who had the more perfect, more tempting body? It was the question every guy at Crestwood wanted the answer to, but no one, not even Marcus who knew them both, could ever give a definitive verdict. It remained the school's greatest unsolved mystery.
