Twas The Night Before... || Cohen-Berry, 12.24
When Rachel let him know she was on the way, Xavier took the opportunity to jump in the shower and clean off some of the grime of the day. Also to... relieve himself of any lingering tension that had come up over the course of their conversation. Thinking about all those delicious scenarios, and in anticipation of what might happen that night, well, he wasn’t looking to open the door and have a tent in his pants from the moment he saw her. While it was likely to happen anyway considering how damn gorgeous she was, he wanted to err on the side of caution and at least try to be somewhat subtle.
So he showered, jerked off and got dressed, just opting for a simple red t-shirt and jeans. Not the snappiest of outfits, but if things went well, he wouldn’t be wearing them for long. His fingers tapped anxiously on his thigh as he waited for her knock, and he almost jumped out of his skin when he heard the soft tap of her hand on his door. Xavier was grateful he’d taken the time to take the edge off when he opened the door to reveal the petite bombshell in something so skintight, he didn’t even know if he would be able to peel it off of her. “Holy shit,” he breathed, throat bobbing as he swallowed hard. It took several long seconds for him to realize he was just openly staring at her, mapping the soft curves of her body in red fabric with his hungry gaze.
Once he realized of course, he cleared his throat, stepping back so she could get by him. “Uh... sorry. Come in. But holy... damn,” he whispered, his gaze dropping as she passed him, another hard swallow working his throat when he caught sight of her magnificent ass wrapped so snugly. God, he was in trouble.
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