“Elle…” I roared a minute later when long hot spurts of fresh cum landed at my feet on the floor, a few drops spraying across the soft violet and making my dick twitch at the thought of returning it to her with my scent, my manhood around her neck, claiming her from every goddamn man around. The primal caveman that lived inside me wanted her. I couldn't explain it and I’d never been taken with anyone like this before. She was special, different. The feelings that twisted in my gut when I looked into her eyes told me all I needed to know. She’d walked straight out of my dreams and into my little town, and I would make her mine.
I thrust a hand through my snarled hair and sped to the bathroom, buck ass naked, before jumping into a chilled shower. I hopped and howled, just like I did every morning before cranking the heat and washing my hair and body. I stepped out again, dead set on some coffee, thinking maybe I could relax with the morning paper this morning now that I’d managed to calm my morning wood. I tossed on a pair of gray sweats, then trotted my way down the back stairs that attached my second floor apartment to the small library below.
Without turning on a light, I darted through the main room to the small coffee maker perched next to the circulation desk. The dark aroma lured me in as I approached, thankful for the timer I’d started setting a few weeks ago once I realized another cup of coffee before work had become a routine.
I turned and spun on one bare heel before a shadow out the front door caught my eye. Nestled on one cement step was my dark-haired beauty, an old paperback tucked into her lap as she sat hunched and reading in the morning light. I caught just a glimpse of her elegant profile, the sun casting shadows across her cheeks and glinting off the shiny strands of her hair. She was like an angel perched on my doorstep, ready to fill my life up with sweetness and love. Without thinking twice, I crossed the room and unlatched the door, the cool morning air blasting my chest and reminding me that I stood there, nearly naked.
Elle’s head turned in one quick move and her eyes hovered at my waist, where I imagined she saw two dark slashes of rigid muscle jutting into my waistband. I worked out. A lot. It’s what I did in my free time to burn off the excess energy. I was determined to stay big, remain a formidable force. I liked dominating a room when I entered it. I didn't want anyone to think I was weak.
Elle’s eyes crawled up my waist and my broad pectorals before her gaze settled on my own, returning the intensity I felt pulsing between us.
“Like what you see?” I winked. I was flirting with this girl and enjoying every minute of her cute little reactions.
“I guess I’m early.” She shot up, her eyes landing at her feet and the same scuffed boots she’d worn yesterday. Where had this girl come from anyway? She’d seemed to waltz in like a stranger, and while I had no right to question anyone’s past, I was curious nonetheless. Especially after her panic attack on my floor. She was so broken, I remember thinking how I longed to destroy those who hurt her. How dare anyone clip the wings of something so beautiful?
“Look at me,” I ordered, feeling my heart thud as I watched her dark chestnut waves slowly whisper in the wind before her round eyes met mine.
“W-what?” she said on a soft wave of air. I clutched the mug of hot coffee in my hand, my cock no longer sated from my early morning incident with the strawberry-scented scarf. What the fuck was this girl doing to me?
“You like coffee?” I gestured, unsure of anything else more meaningful to say.
“No. Thank you.”
“Well, you’re here.” I flashed her a meaningful smile. “I’ll go up and put some clothes on, then we’ll get started early, I guess.” I hated breaking the routine. I never opened the doors a minute earlier than posted, but I liked the excitement of Elle eager to please on my steps this morning.
I liked her very much.
“Should I stay?”
I turned halfway up the steps to my flat to find her gesturing into the library or up the stairs with me. “You’re already this far.” I shrugged and then continued up the steps. She followed me up. I could feel her eyes checking out my ass. If only she knew I’d had my cock in my hands just twenty minutes ago, coming to her pretty face and intoxicating scent.
“You left this last night.” I handed the scarf to her with the hint of a smile, thinking of it around my fist minutes ago, the ecstasy I’d gained. The thought of what it’d be like once I finally owned her, sheathing my cock in her deep depths. Would she taste like strawberry too?
“Thanks.” She pulled the scarf from my hands and our skin brushed, alerting my senses to the constant smell of sex and strawberries that wafted off her. Or was I making that up? Just a simple case of pheromones? I’d never dreamed about love at first sight before, but no one had ever taken the air straight from my lungs on first sight before either, so anything was possible.