The scent came before she could regain all of her senses, a heavy tempting scent remembering her of waves crashing, sand and a fearless deep ocean. After catching a breath in, she could quite feel her body relaxing and changing the just-graduated workaholic girl vibe to a lust one, growing in chills from the back of her spine to between her thigs. Damn. Damn. Damn. Her nose was stuck in his chest, head resting above his careful hand at the nape of her neck. His other hand was still holding her tiny waist firmly, when she looked up at his face, turning her head up a litlle bit. She could keep staring at him for hours and would never get enough.