Hazel’s POV
Nicholas pulled back from between my thighs, his lips shiny with my release. The look in his eyes was pure fire—dark, hungry, and so full of love it made my chest ache.
He stood up slowly at the edge of the bed, towering over me like a god. Without saying a word, he reached for the hem of his shirt.
My breath caught as he started peeling it off, taking his sweet time. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. The fabric slid up, revealing inches of smooth, tanned skin stretched over hard muscle. His abs came into view—tight, defined ridges that flexed with every movement. His broad chest and strong shoulders made my mouth go dry. He looked so f*****g fine I couldn’t even complain. I was enjoying the show too much.
I bit my lip hard, eyes glued to him. Heat pooled low in my
