** Warning *** Mature content ahead *** My “sort of” erotic piece ***
I’ll be posting this short story in a few installments, weekly. Woukd love to have your feedback on it, pretty please?
He was now standing closer to her bed, hands lazily tucked in his pockets. Sporting her most relaxed face, she sat on the bed. Her eyes gathered the information on his looks at the same time his distinctive scent insinuated itself into her mind, causing her to blink and smile slightly.
Long, black, wavy and shiny hair, resting right below his shoulders; a V-shaped frame, muscled but not bulging; the form fitting black slacks that showed off thick thighs and shapely legs, tucked into the big, heavy-looking, steel-tip black boots; the belt, held in place right above his hips by an oval shaped vintage silver buckle with an intricate pattern chiseled into it; his lips, plump but not too much, slightly parted, allowing a preview of perfectly aligned naturally white teeth; deep forest green eyes, framed by long and curvy dark eyelashes that made it look like he had put on kohl, as ancient Egyptians did.
The scent of musk, sandalwood and frankincense was now quite distinctive, though there was something else there that she couldn’t quite identify. It was that particular part of his scent that intrigued her, sort of citrusy but not just that. “Exotic, to say the least”, she thought, not noticing his gaze intently locked on her.
– What are you thinking about? – He asked, with a sort of silly grin.