If doing it with her again meant feeling that kind of bliss once more, then hell yeah—it would be good. That was the only thought echoing in my head as the air in the room lingered with heat and scent from what we just did.
While I was pulling my clothes back on, still a bit dazed from the aftermath, I noticed her.
She was watching me.
Her gaze lingered for just a second too long with her eyes tracing me, unreadable for a moment.
"What? You still want more?" I asked with a smirk, tossing a glance her way.
She quickly looked away, cheeks slightly flushed, and let out a soft breath. "Well… I'm not really against the idea, but it's already late at night, and I've got something to prepare for my lecture tomorrow… so I really don't have the time at all."
But then something shifted in her expression—her eyes widened slightly, as if a sudden realization struck her right in the middle of that sentence.
