Cameron's POV:
Azariah's hands traveled up my side and around my back till he reached the zipper at the top of my dress. I felt the cold air rush in and cool down my skin as he pulled the zipper down. His tongue entered my mouth and took over. I slid my hands up till my fingers reached his hair that was slicked back today instead of in a messy spike like it usually is. I think I prefer his look like this. It feels more messy and natural.
Plus I won't get any of that gel stuff he uses in my hands when I run my fingers through it. I would have to say that his hair is quite soft, more so than I would have thought it was when it was spiked up.
As the dress loosened around my body, he pulled forward on the back of it, indicating that I need to bring my hands back down. He carefully pul
