The soft rays of the fall morning sun glided into the room, falling on Jamal and shaking him awake. He stretched his legs and arched his back before he stared at the beautiful creature that was wrapped around him.
He took several moments to fully admire Xaloc's naked body, his long legs, his muscular thighs, his perfect buttocks, and his pale skin that he had marked so thoroughly.
He kissed Xaloc's forehead softly. Jamal let his thoughts drift and settle on last night's lovemaking and shuddered at the mere memory. It made his blood rush south and pool in his groin. It had been his first time but it had been perfect, utterly perfect.
Oh Heavens! He thought as he remembered how Xaloc had stripped for him.
He remembered Xaloc crawling onto the bed and giving him permission, looking so sinfully erotic that the memory of it alone made Jamal crave a repeat performance. Several repeat performances.
