The Tale Of Hearts

Chapter 80

Hazel's POV

Next morning i was half awaken, feeling something wet was lingering on my lips. It was distracting me from my beauty sleep trailing up to my cheeks but I felt too sleepy to open my eyes. I remained closing my eyes trying to catch up my sleep and snuggled my self more to the warm metress beneath me. The heat radiating from it felt nice and comfortable. I nuzzled my face on it, taking a deep breath in familiar scent and a long sigh escape from my lips, instantly my stiffined muscles relaxing.

When did i own this heat metress? My mind wonders still in my half sleep.

Oh may be Aunt might have put it because the weather is becoming cold nowadays, voices in my head said as I runing my fingers on the hard surface of the metress in admiration.

strange! my action made it vibrated along with me. It's vibrating too...oh soooo comfortable!!!  I giggled, with my palm traveling all over it, until my fingers came into a contact with something wired.

What is this button?? I frowned in my sleep, pulling that wired thing between my two fingers. The metress vibrated again but this time i was much awaken to understand that something was definitely wrong.

My eyes shot open in anixous, only to met with a pair of blazing brown eyes watching me with a little smile tugged on the corner of his lips. Trace of sleepiness flew away from my eyes, leaving me stunned. I was practically laying on his shirtless bare chest.
In panic, my eyes quickly fell to where i was touching.

Stupid! stupid! stupid!
It would be better if i had been killed !!!
Jesus!!! I was pulling his one of nipple.

Gasping in embarrassed, I quickly retired my hand back, earning a laugh from him. He started laughing so loud watching my red face making my heart beat to skipped, stunned as his smile was reaching to his eyes. Dimples were appearing on his cheeks, messy bed hair was all over his forehead, appearing more hot? I sawollwed hard at my own thoughts and strated to struggle against his frim hold around my waist.

How I did i end up sleeping on him first place?? I wondered trying to pry his hands away from his waist, ignoring his intense gaze now getting under my skin.

He held me still, eyeing me with those foreign eyes and in second flipped us, effortlessly making me under him. Everything happened so fast. A half scream stuck in my throat, with his unexpected move left me shock. his burning dark gaze was traveled all over my red face resulting my heart beat to sped up.

Breathing deep my eyes dropped to his chest, trying to hid from his dark once but blood rushed to my cheeks seeing red marks on his chest. 
Oh God!!! My face went pale draining all the colors of my face with last night memories quickly flooding in my head. All those sinful memories started to refresh in my head making my cheeks burning in red. My movement sized, dropping my eyes quickly between us, to see if I'm still necked but trace of relief washed over me, seeing i was back in my big t-shirt. I don't know if i should be thankful for his generosity for putting it back on me because he was the one stipped me in first place.

When I look up looking like a red tomato He was already widely smirking. Looking at my red face, like he knew what is going in my head.  His knowing dark gaze made me want to vanished at the moment. I quickly averted my eyes from his prying one, feeling to bare under his piercing gaze, sucking a deep breath as i saw more scratch marks in his crook of neck. My cheeks became shade of deep red feeling to coy to meet his eyes and i don't think i wouldn't be able to look at him again, without blushing.

"L-et m-e g-o" I said in my dry hoarse voice and my cheeks even reddned remembering what caused my voice to become like this. All those sinful sounds he drew out of me, started to ringing in my head like a broken record. I still don't know how he did it but he made me into a emational mess last night. He aroused those surging unknown feelings within me, even i didn't know where they exit until now.