Ethan
I stood behind her in the line for Starbucks.
Standing only inches from her, I could smell her sweet fragrance of pear and freesia and sweat. The same one that still clung to my sheets.
Her warmth radiated to where I stood and I remembered how her bare-skinned body perfectly molded to my nakedness. Her caramel skin mixed with my creamy complexion was better than any coffee blend this shop could ever make.
As she gave her order in that cool velvety voice or hers, my eyes dared to roam down the wonderland called her body. I noticed how hot she looked in her white long-sleeved button down blouse tucked inside a black pencil cut skirt. Miss Daisy must have everyone's head in the university turning for her. I got jealous.
I bet she'll look super sexy in a pair of jeans and my shi
