Lust & Love
She threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him there for a second while something warm and terrifyingly soft unfurled in her chest.
He stood slowly, one hand still on her waist, eyes searching hers like he was waiting for her to take it all back. The air between them felt thicker now, charged.
Hazel didn’t wait. She rose up on her toes and kissed him harder this time, hungrier. Weeks of distance, of careful touches and swallowed words, poured out all at once. Her hormones had been screaming at her for days, and right now they were winning. She pressed her body against his, tongue sliding into his mouth, a needy little sound slipping out before she could stop it.