HAZEL
Asher runs his tongue around the inside of my mouth and I feel something familiar go through me. It is that buzzing sensation; like liquid fire simmering beneath the surface, daring me to resist.
I had felt it that night in the woods. I’m feeling it now.
From the moment he kissed me, everything has been a heated rush; a frenzy of hands and lips. Every kiss is fueled by fury and the need to punish. And yet, I moan every time. I’m blinded by desire. I open my mouth wider to receive his kisses.
“You want Larry?” He rasps against my mouth, biting down on my bottom lip and dragging his nails down my thighs. “You think that little twig is ever going to make you feel like this? I think the f**k not.”
“You left me,” I hiss, taking his tongue between my lips and sucking hard. We both m
