- HAZEL -
No hands. I think, replaying the night over and over in my head.
I can’t freaking remember what I did with my hands. I was too engrossed in our wild, sinful act that I didn’t realise it till now.
So they just existed then? I ponder, trying to keep my mind occupied. Busy, rather. It’s nearly sunrise in the morning. I would’ve been soundly asleep right now if I wasn’t awakened by my arousal.
By tongue masterly fucking my pussy. Killian can be such a dick sometimes, waking me up with a kiss on my lips. . . . lower lips. My teeth sinks into my bottom lips. The only feeling I have between my legs right now is soreness. The after effects of an all night love making apparently. I grunt, trying to sit up on the bed. Killian is right beside me. As usual, he’s awake.