Free The Full Experience by Dawn Doyle

hungover eyes.
    They left the dorm building and walked towards the main hall for breakfast.
    They sat at one of the wooden tables near the back. The last thing they wanted was to be in the center of the noise filled room with their heads feeling as though they were going to explode.
    They sat rubbing their aching temples for a while.
    Raven’s started to subside a little so she got up to get drinks, asking the girls what they wanted.
    “Coffee,” they said in unison.
    “Be right back.”
    Raven made her way to the coffee cart, and poured four cups.

    She knew he was there before he opened his mouth.
    He smelled like soap and…man.
    “Good morning, Beck,” she said, swallowing the saliva in her mouth. She reacted without even laying her eyes on him.
    “How did you know I was behind you?” he asked, his voice playful.
    “I could smell you.” Raven cringed, screwing her eyes shut as soon as the words left her mouth.
    “You could smell me?” That’s new,” he chuckled. “What do I smell like?”
    “I don’t know,” she squeaked.
    She felt him move closer to her back, the heat from his body against hers. It took all her strength not lean back onto him.
    “Why don’t you take a good sniff?”
    “Ah!” Raven jumped when his lips were next to her ear, making him chuckle; again.
    She’d had it with him. It was too early in the morning, she was too sensitive to him and she couldn’t possibly cope with his game in her state.
    “Beck, please. I’m not in the mood, and I have a huge headache.”
    “I know a cure for that,” he rasped. Letting his mouth linger next to her ear far longer than necessary.
    “So do I. It’s called leaving me the fuck alone.”
    Raven gathered all of the tiny ounce of courage she could muster and threw her hips back, letting her ass connect with his front.
    She smiled when she heard Beck take a sharp breath, but she wasn’t going to stick around for his comeback. She walked as fast as her hangover would let her, and sat at the table.

    “Ok, even I don’t have the strength for him today, and it’s not even me he’s chasing,” Ava grumbled, then picked up her coffee.
    “Agreed,” Kerry and Leila said, lifting their cups.

    Raven watched as Beck ran his hands through his hair, and wondered what it would feel like to run her fingers through it. He looked as though he hadn’t shaved and had a light stubble on his jaw. She imagined what that’d feel like grazing over her skin, the tip of his tongue licking up her throat, his fingertips stroking down from her neck, to her breasts, then further until he was following the path to the promised land.
    The strong pulsing between her thighs brought her back down to earth.
    She squirmed in her seat, and took deep breaths to calm herself down. The scent of him was still lingering in her nostrils, and she couldn’t breathe properly without inhaling him again.
    Beck looked over to her, and she knew he’d seen her watching him. If anything, she could just make the excuse that she was making sure he wasn’t going to go over to their table.
    Truthfully, she was definitely eye-fucking him that time.

    “Raven Valiente!” A male voice shouted over the crowd.
    The whole room turned to the man standing there with a huge bouquet of flowers.
    Oh ground open up and swallow me whole!
    “She’s here!” Ava called out, pointing to Raven.
    The guy walked over, he was wearing a florist's delivery uniform, and held out a clipboard for Raven to sign. She took the pen and scribbled her name quickly.
    “Here you go, have a nice day,” the guy said, looking at her for longer than she liked.
    “Who are they from?” Leila said excitedly, bouncing in her seat.
    The hangovers seemed to have been cured with the delivery of the most beautiful flowers Raven had ever seen.
    Mixtures of pink curcumas, pink calla lilies, blue hyacinths, pink lisianthus, and white Roses.
    Raven sniffed the flowers and then reached in to get the card.
    She read the