"What's wrong with her?"

Damon had been pacing back and forth in front of his room for around fifteen minutes. After having seen Sarah creeping on the floor like that as her arousal tickled his nose sensuously, one could only imagine how turned on he was right now. And what's worse, her sweet scent had risen thick in the air, driving him to the brink of inebriation. He couldn't get enough of her scent, even now.

"Snap out of it, dude. You're spacing out again with that creepy look on your face." Jason cringed as he flopped down on the bench and crossed his legs in a scissor-like fashion. "I'm...