Under the smell of fried food and alcohol wafting from the bar, beneath the stench of the dumpsters in the alley just around the corner, I caught the sweetest hint of sugared berries, black honey, and something deeper, smokier, sexier. The scent bowled me over, making me feel unsteady while also somehow grounding me more than I’d ever been before. Her signature wrapped around me, hardening my cock in a second flat. Omega.
