Her hand is small and doesn't wrap me fully, but that's not a problem. Hazel twists her hand around my member while giving fast, gentle strokes. A stifled moan rattles out my lips unwillingly. What is she doing to me? Every touch, every caress goes straight to every part of me, making me hunger
"Go in slowly." I say to her. Hazel flashes me a confident grin. "It's not my first time taking you in." She smacks into me with a sharp push. A loud cry leaves her lips and her body swings backwards. I raise my upper body to reach out to her, holding her from behind. I notice the tears forming
- HAZEL - I am completely spent. My whole body is relaxed yet overwhelmed at the same time. How many times? I ask myself, staring at the ceiling from the comfort of his bed. My vision is dazed and my head is still wrapped around my orgasms. Our orgasms. How many rounds? I couldn't count. But
Is this going to be another round? His knee brushes my thigh. I wince. I can feel a finger play with my clit. "And your body can't take it." Killian mutters in my mouth. He nibs my lower lip, sucking me hard before slowly taking his tongue out of my mouth. I think he heard me wince. "Go to bed."
"Kate." He says. Oh, figures. I turn my head back. Now that he mentioned her, I wonder how she's doing. Hopefully, great. Hopefully, she's okay. A hand gropes my ass. "You're quiet." "Just thinking." I murmur. His hand gently sinks into the skin of my ass. Normally, I would've said it was due
"That's shocking. I never thought she was into that." Unless he suggested it. I shoot him a judging stare. "Apparently, it is what it is." Killian massages my other foot. My legs already feel way better than it did a few minutes ago. "Meeting you was one of the best, yet, surprising thing that hap
- HAZEL - I yawn and spit in the sink. My hand form a bowl and water runs in. I lean my body lower and bring my hand close to my mouth then slurp the water in. Now I'm gurgling it all around. I spit it in the sink again and flash my teeth in front of the mirror. Now I stick my tongue out. Y
I lean my hip on the counter. "Since when are you the chef?" I ask with a grin. "Since forever. Cooking has always been my forte. Plus, I'm male. I have a very large appetite for good food." "You can just hire chefs." He glances at me for a second then averts his gaze. "Judging from your house