Obsession and the Smell of Sex

My eyes tracked Maeve all the way down the corridor until she turned the corner and vanished. Even with her completely out of sight, the phantom heat of her bare skin refused to leave my palms. The taste of her mouth clung to my tongue, and her distinct scent filled my nose with every breath I took.

There was no sugarcoating it. I was a ruined man. Completely and utterly done for.

In all my year