Chapter 39 - The Carefully Planted Gift
"You still smell of me." The words enter my ears and bounce around my eardrums making my skin prickle and my panties dampen. Indeed, it's a smell that's hard to shake, it lingers on the best and worst way possible. I often caught myself inhaling the scent my skin gives off after a hot shower, and I could have sworn I can smell Alec on me. That, or it might have been the fact that my hands travelled down between my folds and I have imagined Alec's skilful tongue playing with me until I exploded. Might have been that, yes.
Fuck you, Alec Vaughan. I say in my mind, but I hope the glare I sent his way is strong enough to convey that message, yet discreet enough for the others not to catch on. Thanks to him, and the fact that he can't keep him mouth shu
