[Christian Castillo]
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I strode over to my study, crashing on the chair as the events of the night replayed in my head, her face flashing across my memory in all the different expressions they held. I could think of a million more I want to see on her face except that I'd be stuck with thoughts of her every f*****g minute.
I could still smell her scent all over me and we didn't even do anything. She smelled like cakes. f*****g cakes. Couldn't she have thought of something random to smell like? Say vanilla? Or strawberries? Because right now, I was stuck with different thoughts about how badly I wanted to eat her out..
I thought of her standing so close to me, that I could practically hear her soft breaths while she fixed me with that defiant glare. By the time I was done with her, the
