Hazel's POV The first thought that entered my mind was to pull away from the kiss; instead, I did the opposite. I tugged him closer and deepened the kiss like my life depended on it. My hands found their way to the back of his neck, claws digging in, moans escaping from our lips. Our tongues clash, neither wanting to back out. It was so intense that I rolled over on him. My legs clutched tightly to his waist, and his hands were on my waist, one free sneaking up to my bosom, and before things went too far, I backed out. My chest was heaving hard as I tried to steady my breathing. He tried to initiate another one, but I stopped him. “It’s late; let’s go back,” I muttered. I could see the frustration on his face after being cockblocked. I thought he would plead for us to enjoy this moment—heck, if he’d beg, I would have given in, but he didn't, which was quite relieving and also not. I stood up and adjusted my clothes. “Should we race back?” he asked, his brows shooting up.If we had
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