Matt and I have texted since I left his apartment yesterday. We decided this was too good of a thing not to do it the very next day, so when I got off work this morning I got cleaned up and met him at his place. Once again, he opened the door, and once again I was entranced by those brown eyes that will keep making my knees question reality every time he lets them melt over my body like molten chocolate.
The door closed behind us softly and not a second was wasted before my hands caressed his cheeks and I smothered his neck with my lust. Matt returned the sentiment without a word, and for a moment our wants and needs inhabited the same cosmological address. After a while I stopped and looked into him with a smile and admitted that I’d been fantasizing about this all day. He took my hand and we finally went upstairs to the living room again, where he sat on the couch and I straddled him.