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“Good, because I like you the way you are. You know what, Ian?”
“What’s up?”
Hazel looked up at me with teary eyes and shook her head a little. “Sometimes I think about you not being around anymore, and my heart hurts a lot.”
“Come on, Hazel. Don’t get too emotional. I’ll be back.”
“No, you won’t,” she whispered, laying her head back against my shoulder.
I didn’t reply, because I knew she was pretty much right, and by the time I came back, she’d probably be gone chasing her own dreams.
“I’m going to miss you so much, Ian,” she confessed.
We kept dancing between the tire swings, Hazel kept smiling my way, and jeez,I’m going to miss that smile.
The song shifted to a faster one, but we kept our slow speed going.
She looked up at me and gave me another smile. This time it was sadder. “Again?”
I kissed her.
I kissed her slowly and gently and let my lips linger, because I was too afraid to pull away from her.
“Haze ...,” I whispered, looking into her eyes. I felt everything for that girl. I wanted to tell her about the words flying through my head. I wanted her to know how love was racing through every fiber of my existence and that love belonged to her. But I was scared, because come morning, I’d be gone. Come morning, I couldn’t do anything about said love.
She looked at me and nodded. “I know, Ian,” she softly said, as if she could read my thoughts and my messy mind. “Me too.”
Her head fell back to my shoulder, and we swayed for the remainder of the evening. Then I took her to her bedroom and held her one last time.
As we lay in bed, I began to close my eyes but stopped once I felt a hand slightly stroking against my boxers. If there was anything that would wake a tired man up, it was a hand moving against his cock.
I tilted my head to look her way, wondering if the slight touch was a sleepy mistake, but her stare was fully focused on me as she did the act. She fingered the band of my boxers before pulling it away from my skin, making enough room for her to slide her hand inside. As she gripped my cock, she began stroking it up and down slowly, keeping full eye contact with me as she did so. Then she added a small bit of pressure to her strokes, making me moan in pleasure from the slight sensation she delivered me.
She pulled her hand out of the boxers for a second and licked the palm, then sucked on each of her fingers, getting her hand completely lubricated, before sliding it back in and making her strokes a tad bit faster. My cock grew in her hand as she turned me on, gliding her hand over my head and moving it down to the shaft. Every time she stroked it, my mind wanted to explode.
“Haze ... just like ... that,” I sighed, unable to keep my eyes open as the sensation of desire overtook me.
She sat up in the bed and began pulling my boxers down my legs. She tossed them to the side of the room and lowered herself so she was kneeling on the floor, right in front of the bed.
“Rotate your body,” she ordered. “Come closer to me.”
I did as she said, my heart pattering like I was a fucking child on Christmas morning as she kept her strokes going strong. She moved her mouth closer to my dick, and her hot breaths brushed against my inner thighs as she kissed my skin lightly. Her tongue slid out of her mouth, and she circled the tip, making chills race down my spine.
Fuuuuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Then she took me all into her mouth, sucking my cock long and hard, allowing her hand to glide up and down along with her mouth. Her tongue made fucking figure eights against the base, and fuck me sideways, I had to cover my face with my hands to keep from shouting out in pleasure. She kept up the pace and swallowed me whole, allowing the intensity of the blow job to overtake me. She placed her free hand right below my stomach and lightly pushed down against me, and fuck, I was going to come in Hazel Stone’s mouth if she didn’t stop any second. My feet started tapping against the floor as my body began to lift off the mattress from being so close to getting off.
“Stop, stop, stop,” I ordered, pulling her away.
She looked up at me with confusion in her stare. “I’m sorry. Did you not like ...”
“Shit, Haze,” I murmured, shaking my head. “I fucking loved it. But I want to taste you first.” I pulled her up from the ground and laid her down against the bed. “I want to taste every single piece of you.”
“Oh ...?” she asked as her cheeks reddened in an instant. “So what do you need me to do?”
“That’s easy. I need you to take off your pants.”
