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Her eyes sparkled.
“You want to start a cake fight, huh?” I took a step closer as little pieces crumbled to the ground from my hand. “I’m ready now.”
She took a step back as she laughed. “You wouldn’t.”
I raised a brow and took another step. “You sure about that?”
Hazel stepped back again, this time bumping into the counter behind her. She had nowhere to retreat. “I made you all of these delicious snacks, and this is how you’re going to repay me? Cake in the face?”
I closed the gap between us and put one hand on the stove behind her. Blocking her in on three sides, I brought the cake to within a few inches of her face. “You started it.”
“Alright! Alright!” She laughed. “I won’t throw cake in your face, and you won’t throw that mess in your hand in mine.”
I grinned. “Well, whaddya know? The woman knows how to compromise suddenly.” I lifted the cake to my mouth and bit off a big chunk. “Mmmm… It’s pretty good. Are you sure you don’t want some in your face?”
I was teasing, but the cake was actually delicious. I licked my lips to swipe the last morsels off, and when I looked up, I found Hazel’s eyes zoned in on my mouth, watching intently. It looked like she was hungry, but not for cake. I became mesmerized, watching her watch me—the way her pupils dilated and the blue of her irises darkened right before my eyes. Eventually, she looked up, and our gazes caught.
The moment was so damn perfect to take her in my arms and kiss her. And I wanted to so damn badly. But I’d just walked in the door. We were alone. And although I’d only passed through the living room and into her kitchen, I could already count fifty different surfaces I wanted to have her on. So I wasn’t about to even attempt a kiss. Though, apparently Hazel had other ideas.
I stopped breathing when she pushed up on her toes and moved toward me. Her face was so close that I could feel her warm breath tickling my lips. My heart beat out of control when her eyes closed, assuming she was readying to make the first move. But then suddenly, just before our noses touched, she veered to the right, bringing her mouth to the large clump of cake in my hand. She opened her luscious lips wide and sucked all four of my fingers into her mouth.
Oh shit.
Hazel had the most devilish glint in her eyes as she looked up at me from under her thick lashes. Confirming she had my complete attention, she sucked my fingers in deeper, reaching all the way to my knuckles before pulling back to slowly lick off all of the cake.
Fuck me.
It was the most erotic thing I’d seen in a long-ass time. My jeans grew snug as she finished cleaning me up, releasing my fingers with a loud pop.
Seeing my face, she smirked like the devil she was at the moment. “That was a good compromise, wasn’t it?” She tilted her head coyly.
I shut my eyes and shook my head with a groan. “Remind me never to negotiate anything with you. Where’s your bathroom? I need a minute.”
I wasn’t kidding. I needed a bathroom, because the situation in my pants was not going away on its own.
She laughed. “Down the hall on the right.”
“Be right back,” I said.
She smiled, seeming to know why I needed to rush away. “Okay. I’m going to find Abbott.”
My growing erection and I made our way to the bathroom, still thinking about how it had felt when my fingers were in her mouth. That was too much. She’d made it way too easy to imagine how that mouth wrapped around my cock would feel.
In fact, it would only take about two seconds to relieve myself. Although I didn’t think anything would really do the trick to calm me down tonight. My sexual attraction to Hazel was off the charts, totally out of control. Not sure how I’d thought it was a good idea to come here when I apparently couldn’t control my dick, and couldn’t trust myself. And she couldn’t be trusted either—that finger licking damn near killed me.
Locking the door behind me, I walked over to the sink and splashed some cold water on my face.
Then something came out of nowhere, landing right on the top of the sink.
What the fuck?
I jumped back.
Scared. The. Living. Shit. Out of me.
With long, floppy ears, the little creature looked up at me. The next thing I knew, its two beady eyes were scrutinizing me…judging me for the bulge in my pants.
Abbott the Rabbit.
This is not the opportune time to meet you.
“Holy shit. You scared the crap out of me, little one.”
I took a few deep breaths and proceeded to wash my hands, all the while noticing her watching me.
