Scent
Published in
Jun 23, 2023
He watched her hips, and that expansive, soft ass, sway as she padded silently to the bathroom.
In place of her warm body next to him was just his puddled t-shirt, the one she’d worn after…
He buried his face in it, inhaling her scent on his.
Remembering.
Her legs wrapped round him, heels digging, pulling him in.
Her neck, as his teeth met her flesh.
Her dark curls, slick with her arousal as he’d swirled and licked and sucked.
The source of her essence, her scent.
