Three quick knocks on the door alerted me to his arrival.
My heart picked up its pace as I strolled towards the front door.
James stood on the other side. His smile lit up his face as he went in for a hug. His dark stubble grazed against my cheek, and I caught the faint scent of his sandalwood cologne.
"I'm glad you managed to decipher my directions," I said with a smile. "Come on in."
As he slid past me, I felt a charge of excitement within. It was our 4th date, but the first time he'd been to my apartment.
"Something smells delicious," James exclaimed. "What's cooking?"
"Oh, I just took a chocolate coconut cake out the oven. I thought we could have it while we watched-"
His kiss interrupted me. Light and fresh, his lips dotted mine. Almost hypnotic, he had me in a trance. The gentle persuasion of his kisses had me quickly dismissing our scheduled plans for the day.
Grasping his hand, I led him to my bedroom. As we entered the sunlit room, both of our eyes were drawn to the bed.
With unspoken words, I reached for his dark blue shirt. The soft cotton trespassed my fingers as I pulled the shirt over his headβ-βtip-toeing due to his tall frame. I heard the sound of the zipper before I noticed James removing his jeans.
Unabashedly, I admired his body. He wasn't muscular, yet he had strong protective arms. A few freckles dotted his chest, and I instinctively traced them with my finger.
As he pressed closer, I felt his erection against my thigh. I could see James' bulge straining against his boxersβ-βthe outline of his cock shouting for me to suck it.
I happily obliged with its demand.