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Chapter 18--- What happens Next??

Dedicated to@Adjoa111

Hagel's POV

The second José called me to tell me a red hair was headed up to my place, I knew I was darned.

She stalked me.

Hazel.
Fuck.

I can't fucken resist her and ever since going back to my place at the gardens after speaking with Fiona, all I could think about was her....and her lips.
Her eyes, her body.

Shit shit.

I punched the bag harder, faster, feeling my muscles work themselves out painfully, feel the air in my lungs heat up.

I didn't stop, my heart raced in anticipation as I waited for her.
My heart leaped shockingly as I heard her soft knock.
I stop punching, sweat tickled down my body as I tried to still my breath.
I said nothing, waiting, waiting.

The huge room suddenly felt too little as she stepped in.
I was knocked down to my feet at the sight of her.

My eyes like laser held her's captive.
I freaking can't breath.

I've never felt this feelings with anyone.
Never had a reason to, until her.
Her.
I desire her so much that it hurts.

But that's just not it.
I know I like her more.
I like her in a thousand different ways.
From the first day I saw her at the club

The first day she kissed me.

I'm fucken darned.

My eyes sweep over her casual clothings and I'm insanely aroused.
Women in sexy bloody hot clothes never turned me on as much as Hazel turns me on in just casual clothes.

I watch her keenly as her eyes darkened. Her initial state of perplexion turned sharp into want... into need.

My subconscious kept screaming at me not to.
To ignore her and not cave in.
But I couldn't hold back.
I burned with a need to taste her, to kiss her.

She's damn stubborn.
I'm frustrated already and her presence just made it worse.
I didn't want to fuck her yet.
I just wanted to kiss her senseless.
And eat her up.

Bloody hell!
I always wanted to taste her, eat her pussy like it's my favorite dish.
Many nights I'd have dreams about it...and then I'll have the worst case of blue balls again and again.

But the moment my lips crushed on hers, I knew all bets were off.
The way she kissed me back, the way she looked all spread up for me.
The way she tasted as I ate her out....
I fucken know I'd do it again.

And again.

Those sexy cries she made as I devoured her.
Her frantic actions as she lost herself on my lips...on my tongue.
It was the best feeling ever.

Far better than the dreams I ever had, ever fantasied about.
I just wanted to hold her after that, allow my racing heart to still.
But it didn't happen.
Her mere presence , her closeness called on all my attention, all my self control.
And I fucked her.

Bloody bastard me.

How could I let that happen!
It'll make everything hard now.
And I'm just a bloody day away from the championship match!.

I have to plan things well, concerning Jayden and Bethany, I have Fiona on my arms to deal with, my father's proposal to work in the company hunging around my neck and yet, I let things get out of hands with her!.

I grit my teeth as I held her against me.
I stroke her damp hair slowly, feeling her hard breaths on my neck as she tried to calm.

Still, I'm fucken hard!.