Arrrggggg....ya cain't stop there....
"You mean I get to take my clothes off?" West asked with a broad grin as he flipped through the book. Finding something, he stood up and started to read, "And he felt the sweat roll down his skin, a single bead that trickled over his breast as he heaved a sigh of anticipation..."
"Hey!" Blake said hopping to his feet. "Don't read that..."
West ducked around the desk to keep it between him and Blake, "He felt the touch, feathery fingers dancing over his..." he grinned up at Blake, "you do have an active imagination..."