“Why not?” he inquired as he brought his nose to the point where her shoulder met with her neck and inhaled her scent. If it wasn’t in by two that afternoon, she and the four other members in her group would be royally fucked. In other words, they wouldn’t graduate. Alexander waved his hand, silently telling her she could sit. Blue eyes clashed with brown. “There’s something I need you to do for me.”
She stepped into the room fully and closed the door behind her. “Before you go,” he chimed when she settled her hand on the doorknob. Those big, manly, oh so beautiful fingers! “Mi-mi…” she ran her tongue against her suddenly dry lips. Miranda felt the breath leave her body as she realised she was in a blatantly intimate position.
