HAZEL'S POV
I was feeling a bit overwhelmed by the fact that I let Zander finger-f**k me the first night we met.
Fuck! I hope he didn't think I'm easy.
It was just my inner slut got the best of me. Plus the man was built like a Greek God.
His whole demeanour screamed s*x and lust.
I just couldn't contain my need for him, especially because I'd been overly excited over the fact that my dream guy was actually real and I'd actually found him.
Just a small moment of weakness Haze, it won't happen again.
Shit. Who am I kidding?
"Hazel, let's go to bed!"
Did he just say that? I was giving him the 'slow the f**k down look'. Our little fingerplay in the car was just a little taste of what I had to offer.
Taste! Oh wow, he looked so sexy as he sucked my juices off his thick fingers -
