On Her Daddy’s Bed!
His mind, however, was still far from the present.
As his eyes skimmed over Riyyan’s exposed thighs, his thoughts wandered again, this time to Hazel. Her soft, smooth skin, the way she smelled like sweet flowers and something more intoxicating. The way her body felt against his, every curve, every dip… He couldn’t help but imagine how she felt in his arms.
‘Fuck,’ Axel cursed internally. He hadn’t been able to get Hazel out of his head since the moment he met her. She was perfect—too perfect for him, and that thought only made his obsession with her deeper.