Chapter 29. Déjà Vu

I was feeling overwhelmed by the fact that I let Zander finger-fuck me the first night we met. 

Fuck! I hope he didn't think I was 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 sex 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 that I’d actually found him.

Just a tiny moment of weakness, Haze, it won't happen again, I told myself.

Shit. Who was I kidding?

"Hazel, let's go to bed!" 

Did he just say that? I was giving him the 'slow the fuck down look'. Our little finger play 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—oh God—this man knew what he was doing.

But that was beside the point, I was not giving him the goods and that was final.