Chapter Six
JAMIE
Hazel’s tongue touches mine and it’s like the world disappears. She does, indeed, taste exactly like strawberries. I wrap my arms around her and pull her to me as we kiss. I ease her onto my lap and let the warmth of her seep into my skin.
I run my hand down the length of her leg and it’s oddly familiar. I know I’ve only touched her in a dream vision, but whatever magic made that happen, it was exactly right. My hands seem to know her body.
She runs her hands over my bare chest, scratching the hair and squeezing my nipple.
The shape of her under her tee shirt is outlined in the glow of the fire, and I have the sudden need to see her naked in the moonlight.
I slip a hand under her shirt and let my fingers guide me around her back, feeling her breathing grow rapid as we continue to kiss.
She licks my lips and then trails her tongue down over my chin, to my neck, and then to my ear. She takes my earlobe between her teeth and her breath in my ear sends shivers down my spine.
I pull her shirt up and she shrugs out of it, revealing a dark lacy bra cupping generous breasts. I lift her breast to reveal the nipple and take it into my mouth, sucking and flicking her with the tip of my tongue as she sighs.