I wake up in the morning on cloud nine.

I'm in class and June is heavy on my mind.

I can't stop thinking about the kiss with him. I know I'll continue to think about the kiss we shared together today, tomorrow, the day after and so on.

The way our lips were kissing slowly, the way I was tracing my fingers all along his body, may I add how muscular he feels. It's so sexy.

I want to kiss him in the car while it's raining. I want to kiss him under the stars in the middle of the night. I want to kiss him laying in each other's bed before we go to sleep and when we wake up in the morning.

I can't stop thinking about kissing his cute dimples on the side of his smile lines, on his cheeks, on his dick. I just- I can't stop thinking about the several different ways I want to devour this man.

At this point I don't think this is healthy.

I'm sitting on a zoom call for my statistical analytics class and I was writing notes on my iPad but somehow my pencil ended up in my mouth. I'm biting on the end of it daydreaming and fantasizing about June.

This distraction isn't going to help me bring my grade up for this stupid class as my teacher calls upon me.

My professor knows I dislike this class and constantly tries to engage with me the most for whatever reason they may have. I was just letting everything go over my head because I was still in la la land from my night out with June.

I know I should focus on school, I know I should participate in class, there's still another 2 hours left but I feel like a quick text to June wouldn't make me break my concentration at all.

I text him something cute 

you're on my mind

 I'm in my stats class and I was just thinking about texting you also I said 

 you have stats?, I'm taking stats too, I hate it, it's so hard

Maybe I could be your tutor and make it less hard for you

 Kay that works for me, when do you want to meet up? I finish class at 2 

So do I, I'll come over to you then and after we can attend a library afterwards, is that okay with you?

Yes that's fine with me

It's another date then

😊

I kept on watching the clock until it hit two. I had serious butterflies in my stomach, I was so excited to see June. I was debating if I should change into a cute outfit like jeans and a pretty top but I just decided to stay in my all grey tracksuit. We're just going to the library anyways, there's no special occasion for me to dress up for myself.

He texted me saying he was on his way and I quickly jumped up to freshen up myself.

I brushed my teeth again, I put my hair into a high messy bun, I sprayed on way more perfume than necessary and applied some baby oil to my skin to make it soft and give my melanin skin a gentle glow.

Around 20 minutes later he texted me he was outside as I was packing my laptop and iPad inside of my bag. The butterflies in my stomach started flying even more. I looked at myself in the mirror and headed out the door.

As I walked outside I flushed to myself and started twiddling my thumbs. This guy was holding open his car door for me.

It's always nice watching romantic movies and wishing to get the same treatment compared to actually getting that treatment without having to ask.

I love getting the princess treatment. Holding hands, car dates, restaurant dates, movie dates, hotel dates. Kissing under the stars. Kissing in the rain. Getting flowers or something small and cute which says i was thinking about you. Getting picked up, barging into a room while kissing and ripping each other's clothing off. I crave that type of romance. It makes my whole body blush and tingle with love.

I wonder if June would be able to give all of that to me. I'm also hopping this just isn't one of those acts that guys do to wheel a girl in romantically but then only want her as in me sexually.

We make small talk as we head to the library. I feel like a passenger princess who is giving bad directions but he hasn't complained so it's nice to see that he has some patience towards me.

As we arrive at the library, we both step out of the car and he immediately comes to the passenger side, grabs me by my hand and gives me a bear hug. I instantly placed my arms around his waist. I'm too short to place my arms around his neck, unless I initiate the hug first.

He slightly pulls back and says "you smell so good, what type of perfume do you use", "it's Nicki Minaj" I responded as he looked down into my brown eyes. I squirmed a little bit because the eye contact was building up pressure between my legs. I was surprised that just him looking at me would make my pussy feel like this.

"Let's head in and begin to study" I said, as I tried to change the tension in the air. It feels like electricity between us, I know he feels it the way our lips smashed together a couple days ago.

As we headed inside I didn't touch one door knob, he held them all open for me. We head all the way to the top floor where there's a bathroom, bean bags, several bookshelves and desks where he can tutor me.

We pick the spot in the back corner beside the glass windows and in between fiction book shelves where no one will disturb us, as well as It being quiet and private.

We open our laptops and he begins to speak and explain the different equations and what the different names mean. I learn new strategies on how to use excel and gasp as well as learning to identify the different types of graphs.

The way he speaks to me in such a calming and seductive manner has my thighs pressing tightly to each other. The way he looks up at me in between each sentence through his long lashes to make sure I am understanding the material is explaining to me is giving boyfriend material.

I am watching him explain. I begin to remember the way his lips feel on mine. I start biting on my bottom lip as I watch his lips move with each word he says. Somehow my pencil ended up in my mouth and I was biting on it in a sexy seductive way which made June stop mid sentence and just watch me.

I let out a slight moan/sigh as I snapped back to reality and realized how sexy my actions were distracting June and I instantly got embarrassed as I excused myself, got up quickly and rushed to the bathroom.

I enter the bathroom and there's only one toilet, one mirror and one sink. I attempted to give myself a little pep talk in the mirror to stay more focused and my dirty mind be exchanged with positive appropriate thoughts as I hear a knock on the door. 

Authors note ✨

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