“Don’t stop.” Her tongue slid across mine and she nipped at my lip. “Don’t fucking stop.” A curse word coming out of Hazel’s mouth was the hottest thing I’d ever heard. This wasn’t the straight-spined, buttoned-up scientist I sparred with at work. This woman was a sex goddess. “You want me to fuck you all day, sweetheart, I’ll fuck you all day.” “I hate that you’re so good at this.” But her eyes closed and her lips curled in a smile. I made her smile. My cock was making her smile. God, I loved that.
