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With his lips still on mine, he finishes what he started and removes my bra, throwing it all the way across the room.
Wow, if he was worried that I’d want to put my clothes back on, no need to worry anymore.
My bra’s in another country by now.
He places a hand on my uncovered chest, and with just the touch of a finger, he makes me regret waiting so long. He slightly pinches my nipple, his mouth disconnecting from mine and focusing on the newly exposed area. I bite back a gasp. His tongue twirls around my left breast, sending jolts of energy to my lower stomach.
His fingers find the path they were on the day before and lead the way to my panties. He looks up at me. I know the look in his eyes—he’s asking me if I want him to.
I nod and he pulls on the light fabric to remove it. I’m completely naked, letting him see a side of me I’ve never shown anyone before, because yes, no one’s really seen me naked. Not even my first time. It was pitch-black; you couldn’t see shit.
But now I’m exposed in front of Haze
in the most defenseless way a human can be.
He looks up at me for approval. I give it to him, and he smiles mischievously. He firmly wraps his arms around my thighs and pulls them apart. He fixes his gaze on me, and a million thoughts cross my mind. What is he thinking? Is it okay? I never really thought I’d be self-conscious about well, down there…
“You’re fucking perfect, Winter.” He takes his lower lip between his teeth. My useless questions are blown to pieces when I see the way he’s looking at me.
He looks at me the way I look at cheesecake.
I disconnect from reality when he leans in and I feel his mouth against me. He starts doing what he’s proved to be so good at: circles, his tongue quickly swirling around me and sending me to cloud nine. If I thought what he did before was good, I clearly hadn’t felt this.
When I feel him inserting a finger inside me, it seems we don’t have yesterday’s problem. He effortlessly adds a second one and goes back to the motion that was incredibly effective last night. He starts curling in and out of me, and I chew on my lower lip to stop myself from moaning. Haze stops abruptly and looks up at me.
“Don’t.”
“What?” I say, coming out of a trance.
“You did that yesterday, too. Don’t hold back. I want to hear you moan.” His voice is firm.
I feel the embarrassment rush to my cheeks. He’s doing it again. I never pictured myself to be a “dirty talk” kind of girl, but with Haze… all of my beliefs fade away. It’s just… the way he says it. I don’t know why my instinct is to repress any noise I want to make. It’s automatic.
Haze picks up where things left off, and before I know it, I’m throwing my head back and swallowing yet another moan.
“I told you not to do that.” He stops again, the authority in his voice sending shivers down my spine.
“Or what?”
I can’t believe the words that just came out of my mouth. He raises an eyebrow.
“What did you just say?”
“You heard me,” I say, challenging him in every way possible. I can tell he’s a bit taken aback by my response. He doesn’t say a word. Instead he gives me one look.
And that one look… is enough to make me regret challenging him.
I’m in trouble.
“Fine.”
He starts moving his fingers in and out of me so fast that I have to grip the sheets to contain myself. My stomach clenches in pleasure, and he scoffs at my miserable attempt to resist him. I know I don’t stand a chance.
“Play strong all you want. I’m not going to stop until I hear you moan for me,” he says and goes back down on me, his tongue moving like it knows exactly how to end me. I arch my back, unable to take it anymore. The mix of his tongue, dirty mouth, and fingers finally result in a loud moan escaping my trembling lips.
Shit.
He smirks.
