It was the evening after their third date.
Rose agreed to allow Jason to come up to her apartment to watch football and polish off a bottle of red wine.
As she waited for Jason to park his car, she slipped out of her jeans and into her fav "throw on" dress.
Rose was "over" the dating scene so she was surprised at how much she enjoyed their first two dates.
One at a steakhouse and the other at a concert.
She kissed him on the first date, a set up courtesy of mutual friends.
She remembered how much she enjoyed the taste of his lips as they pressed against hers.
He was delectable.
Rose couldn't stop thinking about Jason.
His biceps.
His glutes.
His comforting voice.
He was her "type" and the first man who piqued her interest in over 2 years.
He's six feet tall with caramel skin and smooth fingers.
As she tried to resist him, it was no accident that Rose was hard to read.
She answered Jason's knock at the door and instructed him to make himself at home.
The two laughed and sipped wine for 2 hours.
Rose didn't mind that Jason stayed long after football was over, but it was time to say goodnight.
As their bodies met for their hug goodnight, Rose let herself fall into his 6 foot 3 inch frame.
She let his arms engulf her 5 foot 4 inch frame.
She allowed herself to appreciate his toned arms wrapped around her body.
As they separated to bid each other goodnight, he leaned down for a kiss.
She was prepared for a kiss on the cheek, but didn't pull back when his lips found hers.
Rose's mind filled with impure thoughts as she felt him lightly sucking on her bottom lip.
As their eyes met, she could see the desire in Jason's eyes.
It sent her into a frenzy.
Their lips were departed a mere moment before she went in for a second round.
This time was more passionate than the last.
They stood at her door kissing passionately.
Her hands wandered down to his growing penis.
He lightly kissed her neck as she moaned.
"You have no idea how badly I wanna please you."
Rose wanted to find out.
He kissed her ear and hoisted her against the wall.
They were both hot and ready.
The sexual tension in the air was undeniable.
She led him to the couch and straddled him.
He slipped a finger inside her.
She reached over and turned the light off.
Gametime.
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