CHAPTER 31: DÉJÀ VU

HAZEL'S POV

I was feeling a bit overwhelmed by the fact that I

let Zander finger-fuck me the first night we met.

Fuck! I hope he didn't think I'm easy.

It was just my inner slut got the best of me. Plus

the man was built like a Greek God.

His whole demeanour screamed sex and lust.

I just couldn't contain my need for him,

especially because I'd been overly excited over the fact that my dream guy was

actually real and I'd actually found him.

Just a small moment of weakness Haze, it won't

happen again.

Shit. Who am I kidding?

"Hazel, let's go to bed!"

Did he just say that? I was giving him the 'slow

the fuck down look'. Our little fingerplay in the car was just a little taste

of what I had to offer.

Taste! Oh wow, he looked so sexy as he sucked my

juices off his thick fingers - oh God - this man knew what he was doing.

But that was beside the point, I was not giving

him the goods and that's final.

He was looking at me cautiously like he was

thinking about what he just said.

"Hazel my bed