~HAZEL~

The exact moment Ashton notices he's still cradling me against his bare chest, his arm freezes mid-air, as if the warmth of my skin has suddenly burned him.

I feel it too: the frantic thud of his heart against my ribs, the damp heat of his body is radiating, the way my nipples, hard and aching, are pressed flat to his skin. I'm wearing nothing but a thin pair of panties and a bra that has slipped so low that both breasts are almost completely exposed.

My thighs are still ...