Page 86 of Illicit Illustration

“If I remember correctly, you seemed to enjoy your time here quite a lot.”

“For someone who refused to playjust the tipwith me this morning, you don’t seem to be doing a very good job of keeping my mind off it. Because you just set up a romantic picnic in the same spot where we played just the fingertip.”

“Shut up and sit down so I can hand-feed you grapes like the goddess you are,” I growled. Spinning around, I pulled her giggling form into my arms. I dipped her back, pressing my lips to the hollow of her throat, and my chest warmed at the way she clung to me just as tightly as I held her.

“And you told me no one threw their panties at you in this building.”

Laying her against the blanket and propping myself onto my side next to her, I whispered words in her ear that would have had her scurrying away from me even a few days ago. “Let me romance you like you deserve right now. You can take off your panties and throw them at me all you want once I get you in my bed later.”

“Promises, promises,” she sighed, leaning over to dot a kiss on my nose before she sat up, reaching for the bowl of grapes and holding them in front of my face. “Now, feed me, since you won’t fuck me.”

If I thought Hazelwas shy before, I clearly hadn’t been paying attention very well.

We spent the morning and well into the afternoon flirting and talking and kissing in the darkened warehouse until I knew we needed to go because Colette was coming to lead a few last tours and tastings while Jay was still in Wyoming.

While I knew her cousin wouldn’t judge us for sneaking off somewhere secluded and quiet for some alone time, I also didn’t want to share my time with Hazel.

She was finally showing me a whole new side of her personality that I was becoming hopelessly addicted to. The introverted, blushing, sometimes rambling adorable person she'd always shown me before was still very much there in her personality, but there was this new confidence in the way she interacted with me that was undeniably sexy.

And while I’d managed to resist her last night, and then again, this morning; I was now fighting the urge to rip off her panties before she could throw them at me.

But getting caught frantically deflowering her on a blanket on a concrete floor wasn’t how I’d imagined being with her the firsttime. I wanted to unwrap her like a present and kiss every inch of her skin before I slipped inside her.

“You ready to go home?” I whispered into her neck, enjoying the way she pressed herself back into my chest while she rested between my thighs with my hands idly tracing the skin on her stomach.

“You ready to fuck me?” she asked, turning her head to the side to look back at me. “Now that you’ve shown me how much of a secret romantic you are, I’m having trouble resisting you.”

“The feeling is entirely mutual.” My lips traced the soft skin on the side of her neck suggestively as my fingertips dipped below the waistband of her pants. I wanted to take things further, but the beep of the alarm system chiming at the front of the building had me pulling her up and quickly shoving the remnants of our picnic back into my bag.

“Fuck, Colette is here to do the afternoon tours.”

“Trying to hide me?” she asked, but I could tell she was just teasing me.

“No, just really don’t want to fucking share you.”

Hazel laughed, helping me clean up and scurrying toward the back door as her cousin’s voice echoed back to our hidden corner.

“You don’t have to run off on my account!”

“Sorry, Coley. Talk later. Gotta go violate my boyfriend now!” Hazel giggled, yanking the front of my jacket toward her to steal a kiss before she darted out the back door toward my awaiting bike.

Colette peeked her head around the partial wall that concealed our hiding spot as I pulled the door back open.

"So, you must not have fucked up too badly," she laughed, swinging a bar towel at her side, clearly a hidden threat to start snapping me with it like she had yesterday.

"Oh, I did," I chuckled, still a little unbelieving that Hazel had actually come after me last night. "But I'm working on fixing it."

"Good. She deserves someone who won't give up on her. And I guess if you're serious about finally growing up, you do too."

Smiling, I grabbed the rest of our gear. "Aw, that was almost sincere, Col."

"But don't fuck it up. Because I know everytrail on this mountain where no one would think to look for a body."

She laughed as I nodded and escaped out the back door, eager to get back home with her cousin. Because now that I'd given Hazel what she deserved in a date, I wanted to end the night inside her, showing her exactly how she should be worshiped by a man.

Reid

The ride back downthe mountain was just as torturous as the ride up it, and I was fucking aching by the time we pulled into the parking lot behind the shop. I wanted to take her tomybed, but there were cars parked out front, and I really didn’t want my employees to know what it sounded like when I made Hazel come.

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