Chapter Seven
HAZEL
He’s got a magic mouth. The way he touches me with his fingers and his hands and his lips… my god, it’s like I am alive for the first time in forever. I feel so at ease, so… connected.
I take my shirt off and he attacks my breasts, his mouth sucking and warm on my tender skin. Sitting across his lap, I feel his cock grow stiff under my thighs. I shift until I can straddle him and grind against his hardness.
He moans as I move over him and I look up at his face. He’s got the pain-pleasure thing going on and seeing him like that makes me giggle.
“What?” He pulls away from my breast and smiles at me.
“Your face. Definitely not in pain.” I swallow the giggle and have to bite my lip to keep from losing it.
He shakes his head, serious. “No. Not in pain. Guess you read that vision all wrong.” He gets up on his knees and cups my ass, surprising me with his ability to keep me in his lap as he rises.
He growls into my ear. “You’ve seen mine. I think it’s only fair that I get to see your not-in-pain face.”
“Oh, really?” I say, teasing.
He nods as he tips me over so I can reach down. “Grab the sleeping bag.”