Taylor gingerly took the paper from his large hands, keeping her eyes on them as she took notice of his bare ring finger - he wasn't married. Her eyes drank more of him in, the dark hair peppering his surprisingly soft hands; they look like as if he could easily wrap his whole hand around her neck. As she gets lost in her imagination, a muted sound from behind his closed office door causes the girl to startle and clear her throat.
When she looked back up at him, a nervous smile played at her small, pouty lips. A part of her urged to be touched by him again, his scent lingers in the intimate space between them. And all she wants to do is stay here and listen to his deep accent, it soothing the seemingly eternal ache inside her stomach.
"Yes, sir. I will come after my last class ends tomorrow?"
She speaks low, as if someone might overhear her, a slight question lingering in the air to make sure it was indeed alright for her to come by. And with the paper clutched to her small chest, she turns to leave through the heavy wooden door of his office, her scent of sweet jasmine fill the office while she leaves. And that is the only thing that stays while the girl disappears out of his office.
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Little Bird
RomanceThis is just a small fantasy Roleplay I have been writing, by no means is this an aspiring novel it is only to share a little creative writing set in two different perspectives.~ Strictly 18+ This story is an erotic piece of fiction. Thank you, hop...
