Chapter 251 I Will Stop If You Hate It
- Hazel lay on the edge of the bed, naked and breathless. Her chest rose and fell as she stared up at Francisco, who stood in front of her, also gasping. He rolled on a condom, his eyes locked on hers.
- His body was strong, sculpted—and she couldn’t look away.
- Francisco leaned in slowly, brushing his thumb across her lips. Hazel closed her eyes at the warmth of his touch.