Adonis's Angelic Mate

Adonis Chain ...even his last name elicited sexual fantasies in me the likes of which would give my strictly Anglican mother an apoplectic attack.
Tall.Dark.Mysterious and absolutely sinful were the only words to describe him.I've seen him at school before not that he would ever notice a plain Jane like me. Even if we shared several classes.Where he was tall , lean with perfectly messy chocolate locks and steel grey eyes , I was real short at 5', and curvy with fiery red hair that I choose to keep dyed a black as learnt I in middle school from being bullied its best to fit in and not draw attention to myself.

But now he was in the quaint book shop where I worked standing in front of me trying to buy a book . His spicy masculine scent enveloping me and I couldn't help but stare in fascination as his plump pink lips moved ,even as his pink tongue flicked out to moisten his lower lip, briefly flicking his lip ring.I could feel moisture gather between my legs in response.