In the end, Rye didn’t kiss Benjamin. She got up from him and walked away.

Benjamin still lay down on the bed.

Rye’s scent was still in the air. It was also on his clothes. It was intoxicating, for sure, and he was finding it hard to fight the fleshly feelings that were stirring in him.

Benjamin was not even thirty years old.

He was near if not at the peak of his manhood, and it wasn’t easy to control the urge of a young man to let a woman’s scent affect him.

On top of that, it had a familiar scent.

All this made things quite difficult for him.

Benjamin didn’t even move for a couple of minutes. Only after his body temperature and heartbeat went down, he got up from the bed.

But before he could leave the room, Riley entered the room and shut the door.

“W-What are you…” Benjamin was startled.

“Hi, slickie,” Riley grinned with shyness and excitement as she approached him. “Can we have a quick, honest talk?”

“No, we can’t,” Benjamin said. “Open the door, and let’s talk outside.” He was wa