Luis couldn't stop thinking about her. How she had felt, the smell of her shampoo, the softness of her body, the salt of her skin on his tongue. She was just so...perfect.

It had been a week since he had lost his virginity to her. A week since he had last spoken to her. He had seen her around school but he couldn't bring himself to talk to her. He was too fucking nervous. It didn't help that just a single lingering glance at her gave him a raging boner.

He didn't know what to do. He wanted more. More of her. He wanted to touch her again. Fuck her again.

But he was too scared of rejection. It had already been a week and she hadn't spoken to him either. In fact, he felt like she might actually be avoiding him.

Was it really that bad? He had often found himself wondering over the last seven days. It had to be bad right? Otherwise she surely wouldn't be avoiding him.

Luis was so lost in his own head he didn't even realize he had wandered into the library, not until he looked up and saw her. She was reaching for a book, standing on tiptoe, arm stretched above her head.

Luis gulped. Some part of him hated that the mere sight of her made his cock twitch to life.

You can do this, he thought to himself as he approached her. His heart was racing a mile a minute and he felt like turning tail and running for the hills. But somehow he managed to keep walking, each step towards her deliberate.

He cleared his throat to alert her to his presence and then he reached over her head, grabbing the book that was just out of her reach.

"Here," Luis said, handing the book over to her. He stared at her for a moment, hands feeling clammy because of how nervous he was. He brushed his hair out of his eyes, needing to do something with his hands.

He wet his lips and averted his gaze for a moment. He was struggling to think of the right thing to say. He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of her, but he wasn't really sure how to play it cool.

"So..." he started, eyes drifting back to her. "I've been thinking, after what happened between us..."

Fuck, he couldn't say it. He just couldn't. This was too damn embarrassing.

No. He had to say something. He couldn't just let her slip through his fingers like it never even happened. That night - that moment had meant everything to him. And he selfishly wanted more. More of her.

"What if," Luis began again, "I tutor you in math if you tutor me in sex?"