I smoothed the blanket out over my bed, the material soft against my hands. I’d been waiting for this day all week. I could feel the silky fabric of my thin robe brushing against my legs as I moved, straightening the corners.

I wanted everything to be perfect.

I moved away from the bed to light the candles, focusing my senses around the room, judging the mood I created. The mirrors reflected the light, casting a warm glow onto the bed.

I mussed my hair a bit before settling myself onto the mattress. He was almost here. I savored the anticipation.

I slid my legs against each other, enjoying their smoothness. I watched myself in the mirror. Looking for the best position. Brushing my robe from one shoulder I trailed my hand down my neck and over my collarbone, running my fingers across the skin as I watched my eyes in the mirror. I moved my other hand up my thigh and between my legs, imagining him with me, watching me. I sighed as my fingers touched my damp panties.

My eyes drooped half closed as I parted my legs, the hand at my neck moving down, into my bra to cup the firmness of my breast in my hand. The robe slid open, revealing the matching black underwear beneath. God I couldn’t wait for him to see me.

The phone rang then and I withdrew my hand from my bra and answered. He was here. I pushed my panties far enough aside for me to insert a finger as I stroked with my thumb. I could hear him coming through the gate. I would see him soon.

I suppressed the urge to jump up and throw myself at him as he entered. I wanted it just like this.

The door creaked loudly as it opened and I forced myself to relax back against the pillows, to look natural. I deliberately turned my head away from the mirror to face him. Locking my gaze with his I smiled seductively at him, slowly withdrawing my hand from between my legs and bringing it to my lips. I trailed my tongue from the center of my palm to the end of my finger, circling the tip before sucking it into my mouth, enjoying my flavor.

He watched me as he came to me across the room, his eyes moving over me. He stopped at the end of the bed to remove his shoes. I rolled up onto my knees, kneeling before him as I reached my hands under his shirt. Pulling it up to expose the hair on his belly. I pressed my lips just below his bellybutton and kissed my way up his chest, pulling the shirt over his head as I rose.

His hands rested on the back of my head as I tossed his shirt to the floor, brushing my hair back away from my face as he bent to kiss me.