Winston's pov I sniffed the room, I smelled like Orson.F**k.It's not the type from sleeping in his room or wearing his clothes, it's the type that he intentionally made his scent get on me.Envelope me like he was claiming me.“I smell like you” I lamented, Orson turned grinning, his eyes scanned me “We just had sex” He shrugged, “You look good in my clothes” he stood up walking towards me.“Don't change the topic” I glared, “Okay, I’m sorry but I couldn't help it.” He said when he reached me, he grabbed my hips pulling me close to him. Then he buried his head into my neck, kissing it. “Plus, you smell good with my scent on you”I lifted my head from my neck, I’m still throbbing from this morning encounter. “No, you can't do that”“I know,” he looked down at me with those beautiful green eyes and I couldn't help but give in.My heart skipped.“You're lucky, You're pretty” I muttered.“Ah a compliment?” He grinned, heat rushed through me.My face burning, “Shut up” Orson pull awa
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