Mathew couldn’t finish his minutes which I am sure he was still pouting about. After a weekend of basically staying on the phone it felt like he was just there. Everywhere I turned he was there, his scent so strong as if he had just slept there and had gone to a meeting. I had access to his clothes again, I was just addicted to wearing them. His t-shirt hanging on my body, rolling around in his sheets.
I could just feel his arms around me, could hear his voice, smell and even taste him. I groaned, the blankets warm, my dream one that had my folds damp, blushing so hard thinking over it for a second. I groaned again, pulling up from the bed and rushing to the bathroom where I peed and wiped then went for the shower. It was still dark outside, the darkness just clearing out and I was re
