Savannah carefully stepped out of the shower, taking extra precautions to not slip on the puddle of water forming by the base of the tub. Wiping the steam off the mirror, she checked her face for any unwanted blemishes so she could make sure they were aptly covered. Tonight had to be perfect in every way. Finally, after two years of internet dating, they were in the same place at the same time. They were finally going to be able to spend Valentine's together instead of the cute, but lonely dates they'd had on the phone.
Turning on old school hip hop, Savannah turned her sights on the kitchen. It was time to get dinner cooking. She wasn't sure what she'd done to be blessed with a man like Xavier, but thankfully she did it. Since moving to his town six months prior, she'd been planning and plotting for this exact night to show him exactly how grateful she was to him.
The familiar sound of base got closer to the apartment. With his traditional honk, he let her know that he was there. Usually, she just came down but when she wasn't there in five minutes, he'd come up to see what was taking her so long. So, she took her time with her make up. She was going for full sensory overload. Aaron Neville was now flowing through the speaker. Hearing; check The candles were a mixture of vanilla and lavender. That would fall under smells. The food was now out on the table all neat and nice so taste would be taken care of. All though really, there were things she wanted to taste, but food was the farthest thing from her mind. With a final spray of her perfume, his visual was now ready. And not a moment too soon, the door was opening as she slinked into the living room.
"What part of 'be ready when I get here' did you not," his sentence died off when he fully entered the room, "Woah, what do we have here?" Silently he let the door shut behind him. With out looking back, he made sure the door was locked. His eyes swept the living room, drinking in the whole scene before settling his eyes on her.
"Happy Valentine's Day baby,"
"Happy Valentine's Day to you too. It's a good thing we didn't have reservations,"
"I've got all you need here," she said motioning to the table, "What do you say we stay in tonight?"
"I say that's a damn good idea," without any resistance, she allowed his large hands to pull her body to his. His dark ebony skin resting against her pale white flesh was all the visual her eyes needed to cause her brain to kick into overdrive. His tongue parted her lips, teasing and tasting what she'd been sampling on. Reluctantly, she pulled back. If they got started now, the food would get cold.
"Are you hungry?" It seemed like an odd question, but he'd thank her later.
"Five minutes ago, I was starving. Now, I could give a damn about food,"
Savannah's hard nipples strained against the satin fabric of her bra, the straps were almost off her body completely. Normally she should, but she knew their guests wouldn't mind.
"It's okay," she unlocked the door, stepping back so their guest could walk in the apartment. "Don't be rude baby, come say hi,"
"Um what? We're a little," he lost his train of thought when he rounded the corner to see Savannah kissing a hot blonde in a trench coat.
