Hazel had decided to make dinner for everyone—a rare attempt at calm in the Red Moon mansion. The kitchen smelled of sizzling sauces, fresh herbs, and roasting meat. She moved carefully, chopping and stirring, determined to get everything perfect.
She didn't notice Ryan standing in the doorway, watching her silently. His dark eyes followed every motion, the subtle rise and fall of her shoulders, the way her hair caught the light. His presence made her pulse spike.
"You're really focused," he murmured, voice low, teasing. Hazel jumped slightly, dropping a spoon.
"I… I just wanted to make something nice," she stammered, cheeks flushed.
Ryan stepped closer, the heat from him brushing over her. She felt it deep in her chest, a pull she couldn't resist. One hand brushed lightly over hers, guiding it without saying a word, and Hazel shivered at the gentle pressure.
The kitchen seemed to shrink around them. The smells, the sounds, the clatter of utensils faded into nothing as Ryan leaned in just slightly, enough for her to feel his breath along her ear.
"Hazel…" he whispered, low, teasing, "you have no idea what you do to me."
Her knees weakened, and she gripped the counter for balance. His presence pressed close, his hand lingering near her waist, brushing the curve of her side, never overstepping, but enough to send sparks of heat racing through her.
Hazel's breaths came in short gasps as Ryan's fingers brushed along her arms, trailing lightly, sending shivers down her spine. She felt warmth pooling deep in her chest, her body trembling as anticipation coiled tight inside her.
Ryan's dark eyes held hers, unwavering and intense. He stepped closer, just enough for their bodies to nearly brush. Hazel's breath caught, heart hammering, chest rising and falling rapidly. Every nerve was alive, every sense magnified.
The tension built between them, silent, electric, and intoxicating. Hazel's hands trembled slightly as she held onto the counter, trying to ground herself, but the closeness—the heat—the undeniable pull of him made her body ache with desire.
Ryan brushed a damp strand of hair from her forehead, and Hazel's chest heaved at the intimacy. His presence enveloped her, a mix of protection, teasing, and raw desire. Every brush of his fingers, every slight movement pressed into her awareness, leaving her breathless, trembling, and utterly captivated.
Time seemed to stretch. Hazel's heartbeat thundered in her ears as the kitchen filled with the electric tension of desire and restraint. She let herself feel it—every surge of heat, every shiver—without speaking.
Ryan leaned down slightly, lips near hers, and brushed a soft, lingering kiss across her temple.Ryan carried her on the kitchen cabinet, making sure he turned off the burners, He kissed her everywhere making sure no where was left untouched, putting his hand inside her shirt and stated touching her n*****s , She stared at him and felt shy , her cheek burnt red , He growled and ripped the shirt off, making her b****t stand just for him only, He bent down, taking one of her b****t and started s***king it like his life depends on it , using his other hand to massage the other , he repeated the same thing to the other , she kept on m**ning and bringing him closer , she put her hands on his hair and began dragging his hair , Ralph took over Ryan because they were perceiving her a*****l everywhere, he began putting love bits on her b****t and stomach, he parted her legs open and her p*****s were socked , it turned him on the most , she was killing him without her knowing anything, removing her p*****s, He took his first digit inserting into her , she let out a m**n , he began kissing her and used the digit and started moving slowly then faster , increasing the pace , she was beyond w*t, she wanted him so much, he inserted the second digit inside and kept on with the pace , Her nails grew long and she started scratching in his back, He didn't care about it , what he cared about was pleasing the lady Infront of him , he inserted the third digit moving really fast , she was about reaching climax , he sucked her b****t and licked her earlobe making the climax more quicker and sweeter ,Hazel's eyes fluttered closed at the sensation, a small shiver running through her. She felt consumed, exhilarated, and entirely exposed in the most intimate way, and yet he held her in complete control, never crossing the line. She finally climaxed and finally opened her eyes, she caught the slow, teasing smile on his face. Her own lips curved into a small, breathless smile. He drew his fingers and licked every j***e she brought out , " I love it and you are super yummy"He kissed her forehead and left to bring a change of dress for her ,They didn't need words; the connection spoke volumes.