Aiyana stood at the entry way waiting for Chris to open the door. From outside Aiyana could tell that he had lit up the restaurant with candles. The furniture had yet not arrived and so the floor was empty, except for the blanket Chris had laid for the two of them.
When, the twin doors opened and revealed Chris, Aiyana nearly combusted into a spontaneous o****m. He was dressed exactly like he had described. Bathed under the sweet moonlight his skin glistened with sweat. His muscles moved sensually along the music that he had played.
His features looked softer in the dark. His eyes held uncontained l**t in them. The brown pupils almost a shade of black as his jaw displayed a prominent twitch. His hair fell carelessly on his forehead making him look younger than he was. The soft bead of s
