I put the comb in the dresser. I sat in front of the large mirror. I saw he take off his polo and hang it on a rack. Leon sat up in bed and my heart began to pound. Leon while sitting on the bed and looking at me is a big mystery.
"I'm tired baby, give me a kiss please." his voice is gentle and baritone. I was swallowed several times. I adjusted the fiber of my short shorts and t shirts before standing up.
Every step I take feels like I'm going to faint.
I hadn't come close when he pulled me by the wrist and threw me on the bed. He touched and kissed me.
"Leon, hmmm." I moaned between our kisses.
"I miss you," he whispered and kissed me again. "It's like I just want to take you to my office every day." he grinned at me and looked at me.
"You're crazy! I can have a class."
"I know, I just ... miss you." I don't know what kind of miss that is because if it's based on his voice how long we haven't seen each other huh?