Page 55 of The Cinnamon Bun Book Store

‘We could ... I mean ... I will...’

‘Hazel it’s fine, really. I’m a big boy. I can?—’

‘I want to go down on you, too,’ she blurted, cutting him off.

Noah’s eyes widened, the pupils swallowing the color. She didn’t miss the stutter in his breath. She liked it.

Her smile grew. ‘I want to go down on you, Noah. May I?’ She licked her bottom lip and Noah’s groan reverberated through the kitchen.

‘I’m going to need an enthusiastic yes before I can continue,’ she teased. Noah nipped her bottom lip and she yelped.

‘Yes,’ he held her gaze. ‘Yes, I want you to go down on me.’

ChapterFifteen

It was possible that Noah was having some sort of fever dream. But if he was, he sure as hell didn’t want to wake up.

Not now. Not with Hazel in nothing but her underwear on her knees in front of him. He should have left. He intended to leave, to be a gentleman, to get Hazel off and then go on his way. He didn’t want to pressure her into anything and he sure as hell didn’t want her to think he expected anything from her.

But then she’d asked him, Hazel Kelly asked for permission to go down on him, and it had been the hottest thing that had ever happened to him.

Well, the hottest thing before Hazel undid his pants and slid off the countertop. And now here she was, her soft eyes on his, kneeling at his damn feet and Noah did not know what to do. He was not equipped for this. This wasHazel. Not some random chick from the bar. Sweet, smart Hazel Kelly from the bookstore. Hazel who he hadn’t stopped thinking about for the past year. Hazel, who he liked to think was slowly becoming his friend.

And now she was naked, and he knew what she tasted like and the noises she made when she came, and...

What if he hurt her?

What if she regretted this?

What if one time wasn’t enough?

What if one summer wasn’t enough?

She ran her tongue along his length and the questions stopped. The world stopped. His heart stopped.

‘You have to tell me if I’m doing it right, okay?’ she said, pulling away. The furrow was back between her brows. ‘Like, let me know if it’s good.’

‘Jesus, Haze. It’s already so good, I’m barely hanging on.’

A small, satisfied smile crossed her face and he nearly lost it.

‘Okay, good.’ She gripped the base of his erection and slid her mouth down around him. He moaned, long and low, unable to control it. He held tight to the counter behind him, wanting to wrap his fingers in Hazel’s curls but unsure if she’d like that. He could ask, but he had no words available to him at the moment other than ‘Oh, God,’ and ‘holy shit’ so he kept his hands to himself.

Hazel worked her mouth up and down his length and Noah trembled. She must have noticed because her eyes flicked up to his, needing reassurance.

‘It’s so good. Just like that.’

She went back to the movement, using her hand to cover where her mouth didn’t reach and her tongue to swirl around the tip when she pulled back. Noah was seeing stars.Transcendent.

He couldn’t hold back anymore. He wrapped his fingers in her hair and her little moan vibrated through him, like a purr. Her curls were so damn soft.

‘That okay?’ he choked out and she moaned again. One more time and he would come for sure. ‘I’m almost there.’

She moved faster, taking him deeper each time, and pleasure worked its way up his spine. He looked down and seeing her there, doing things he’d never allowed himself to even fantasize about, combined with the feel of her mouth, so warm and sweet, did him in. He pulled out just in time and came messily in his own hand, not wanting to do anything Hazel might not want to do, feeling so thoroughly thrown off his game, like this whole thing was the first damn time a woman had made him come.

‘Hazel.’ Her name seemed to be the only word he was capable of at the moment. She stood up and handed him a towel for his hands. He wiped them off and then tugged her closer.

‘It was good?’ she asked.