Chapter 28 #2
“Too much...” Hazel gasped, and I froze instantly, searching her face for any sign I’d gone too far.
“There’s too much between us. I want to feel you.
” Relief crashed over me. She helped me take off my shirt, which got stuck, and Hazel giggled.
My gaze softened, and hers fell on my muscles, biting off a smile.
“That goddamn smile,” I groaned, kissing the corner of her mouth. “So innocent. You’ve been torturing me for days.” I gripped her legs tighter, afraid that I was coming on too strong, but she brought this out of me. I felt vulnerable, but invincible in her presence.
“Innocent?” she echoed. “I’m not innocent, I don’t think. Shy, maybe,” Hazel murmured, slowly leaning back until her shoulders hit the cool window tile. “But not innocent.” She spread her legs, feet resting on the edge.
“Oh, fuck...” A mix of shock and arousal coursed through me. I could’ve come from the view alone. I wanted to silence those lips with my cock right then and there, but I had more important things to do.
My knees hit the floor in front of the queen that she was, trailing kisses along the way. I met her gaze, heavy-lidded and wanting, and buried myself between her thighs.
“I wasn’t great at spelling,” I hissed against her skin, pressing kisses to her inner thigh. “But maybe I should try again.”
I slowly pushed my tongue inside, and she spasmed. “R. E. L.” I traced the letters with my tongue, tasting her, savoring her.
Hazel’s moans were something out of this world, and I almost blacked out from her sweetness. I held her a little bit too roughly, while her thighs were trembling in my grip, her body barely holding itself together.
“E. A. S. E.” I was mouthing inside of her.
“L.E.M.” I smirked. “Wait—too many letters? Oh no, I messed it up,” I teased, shamelessly buying time to stay between her legs until I died from old age.
It was a beautiful contradiction how I licked her clean, but she became dirtier with every passing second.
My tongue slid in and out of her, and Hazel whimpered in my arms. She arched against me, her hands sliding over me, guiding my lips to hers and urging the rest of me to follow, but I wasn’t even half done with her.
I rose to my feet, locking eyes with her.
“I know this may sound like a line, but I swear, Hazel, I’ve never wanted anything more than to be inside you right now.”
She nodded. With each permission, I felt like I was reaching for the sun. Waiting for her to burn me, but instead, she let me bask in her light.
“I’m clean.”
“I’m on the pill.”
We said almost simultaneously, and my pants joined her beautiful dress on the ground.
Her eyes held mine, every inch of me taut with need.
I wrapped one arm around her back, the other one steady on my cock aligned at her entrance, and kissed her with everything I had as I slid inside.
In that instant, time just stopped for both of us.
She pulsed around me, stealing my breath.
It could end for me in a second. Hazel couldn’t breathe or move.
My hand found the back of her head, my lips trailing along the tender skin beneath her ear while I pulled out and pressed back in, the last of my control unraveling.
I bit her neck in pleasure, holding her tight.
“More,” she gasped, and I swallowed her cries. It wasn’t enough. I wasn’t doing enough. I was thinking too much of myself. That won’t do.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m not keeping up with my promises.
” I lifted her into my arms. Four long strides and I was pressing her against the hallway wall.
She yelped, and I kissed her again. Hard.
Without any warning, I pulled out of her, spun her around, and pressed against the cool surface.
My palm covered her breast, my lips on her neck as I pushed into her once more.
Her legs gave up, collapsing in my arms, but I held her up, fighting against my own urgency.
Trying not to finish too early, which was so damn harder than I thought, with her panting so loudly and knowing it was because of me.
Focus.
“The release, you wanted, dear Hazel... could it be here?”
She barely registered my words, but I understood her.
I could read her body like an open book.
My movements were slow, deliberate, each one calculated.
A steady rhythm in, followed by a sharp thrust at the end, was when she trembled the most. Then she pressed her beautiful ass back into me, and it felt like not enough again.
I carried her to the couch, and laid her gently against the cushions.
With one foot grounded, I held her hips with a touch of roughness, my lips teasing her nipple as I thrust deeper.
Hazel arched her back and gasped. Fucking beautiful.
“Or here? Is this where we find it? The release.”
I continued to draw out every second, refusing to let her fall over the edge too soon. She felt like heaven, and I wasn’t ready for it to end.
“I don’t know. I don’t know,” she pleaded in my arms desperately. I put one of my arms under her head and looked into her eyes.
“I can’t believe I haven’t tasted you before.” My palms glided the soft skin on her sides, and I bent down to land a kiss between her breasts. Her hands wove into my hair, as she offered me her body, and her breath hitched.
“...haven’t touched you before.” I traced the line from her clavicle down her side, my palm spreading over her stomach, her waist. Her body softened under my touch, and all I could think was how close I’d come to never knowing this. Never knowing her like this.
“But believe me when I tell you this: you were often in my dreams. You are so, so beautiful.”
My confident alter ego tried to take control, but the truth spilled out of me.
Hazel was so disarmingly charming that it was almost impossible not to tell her.
Her big, gorgeous blue eyes glanced at me, finally hearing my words, and it felt like she believed them for the first time because something shifted.
Our gaze held on a second longer, the world slowing.
I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time—a connection.
I cupped her cheek and kissed her softly, pouring every unknown emotion into it. When I pulled back, a tear slipped down her cheek, and my smile faded.
I didn’t understand it, and yet I did. She felt something raw, something profound. I didn’t know exactly what it was, but I knew it mattered. I felt privileged to witness it, to hold it in my hands. To even allow myself to feel responsible for it.
“Oh, Hazel, come here.” I kissed her with every piece of my fractured heart, thrusting deep as our rhythm renewed. We fell into each other, surrendering to everything we felt, everything we were.
I lifted her and carried her straight to the bedroom. No more games.
I wanted to make her come. Make her whole.
Make her feel good in a way no one else had.
And make her mine. God... mine in a way she hasn’t been for anyone else.
And then, once she trusts me, once I’m certain with every fiber of my being that she finally sees there is no place to hide, no corner of her heart, her soul, her mind she must shield, only then will I let her unravel completely, let her fall freely, knowing I will catch her, hold her steady, keep her safe.
I lay her on the bed where I’d imagined myself all this time and took in the sight of her.
She pushed her thighs together, desperate for my touch.
I wanted to memorize this moment, but she was too eager for the release I’d promised her.
I put my thumb on the crest of her labia, circling around, reveling in her slick.
I let my tongue explore hers before trailing to her jaw.
Hazel arched into me, her nails digging into my shoulder as if trying to reach every inch of my skin.
I shifted, one arm securing her back, the other sliding between her thighs.
“Look at me, Hazel,” I murmured, pressing my forehead to hers. “This is where my mind has been for months. Here.” Sliding from her clit to her entrance, pressuring every nerve of her skin, I slowly pushed one finger inside her, holding her gaze.
Oh my fucking God, so that’s why it feels so magnificent.
She gasped as I moved within her, squeezing my arm so hard I was certain there would be bruises. It made me want to lose control even more.
“Really?” she barely managed, trying to be part of the conversation. All she could do was gasp and be gorgeous. Just how I wanted her.
“I swear.” I bent down, licking her once, and Hazel tightened around me. “Just look at you, how could I not?”
We both stared at the motion between her legs, my fingers disappearing faster. Her head fell back, surrendering, letting her insides stretch. Our breaths grew shallow, and I was ready to put her over the top. But just as she was about to come, I pulled away.
“Nooo,” she cried. Half a heartbeat later, I was on top, pushing my cock inside her, burying myself deep. “Yesss,” she moaned.
This time, I wasn’t slow. I gave her what she wanted, what she so silently asked. I almost felt guilty for taking so much of my damn time. Almost.
My palm gripped the back of her knee for leverage, and the other went under her ass. The perfect size for my hand.
“I’m not gonna stop anymore. I promise,” I whispered, hovering above her lips, and she nodded.
Our pace quickened, sweat dripping down my cheek. Hazel licked it off with an open-mouthed kiss, and I groaned. God damn, how sexy it was.
“Come for me, Hazel. Please.”
Her legs locked around me, pulling me closer, as she gasped my name. I’ve never seen an orgasm destroy a woman like this, and I’ve seen a few in my life. I wanted to watch it on repeat every morning. Fucking amazing.
Letting Hazel lose herself in me, letting me take her as I came just seconds later, I felt like I’d won the lottery.
As our breathing steadied, I pulled her onto my side, spooning her. Somewhere between wakefulness and sleep, a whispered “Thank you” hung in the air, answered by a barely audible, “No. Thank you.”
We couldn’t love each other loudly yet, so Thank you was the closest we allowed ourselves to feel.