I make my way up to the second floor and walk down the hallway. The bathroom light is off, but the bedside light is on inside my bedroom. It offers a minimal, yellow glow. I follow the glow, enter the room, and…
He’s on the bed in his birthday suit with an erection, and quotes a line from Pride and Prejudice, “There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well.’”
I lean in the doorway, taking in his beautiful, golden body. “You don’t say?” Everything about him is handsome: his smile, shoulders, pecs, abs, erection, thighs, feet. Everything. I can’t stop looking at him. Mesmerized. Missing him.
He grabs the top of his erection with two fingers and snaps it against his tight abs and navel, greedily grins at me. “Come here, Joslin. I miss you and want to mess aro
