Bewitched His Soul

"Uhh, this is cheating," Hazel groaned.

Enzo was already taller than her, and now that he held her phone so high in the air, she could not get it back. Hazel did not want to give up easily and kept on jumping. She put one hand on his shoulder, and when he leaned back to get the support, she tangled one of her legs with his, climbing him like a tree.

He switched the phone from one hand to the other to tease her, so now, Hazel had both hands wrapped around his neck and legs around his waist.

After a few seconds, both of them became aware of the position they were in, and the entire atmosphere turned hot. Enzo dropped the phone on the floor and wrapped his hands behind her back, keeping her secure in his arms while Hazel gulped as she felt his heavy gaze.

His eyes stared at her pink lips, the same ones that haunted him in his dreams for so long. He slowly leaned towards Hazel, closing the distance between them.

Hazel's breath hitched, and her lips parted slightly as if she was expecting something to happen. Enzo looked at her once more to make sure she was okay with him taking the next step. Her submissive state gave him the indication that she was feeling the physical attraction between them.

Finally, when his lips touched hers, she shivered and tightened her hands around his neck. He felt her lips were softer than how they seemed.

He was not in a hurry, wanting Hazel to enjoy it as much as he did. Enzo wanted the kiss to last longer and be memorable, as this is her first kiss. And usually, women associate feelings with all their first experiences.

He sucked her lower lip while she arched her back. It was like he was tasting the sweetest thing in the world.

He pried her mouth open as their tongues rolled together. Hazel ran her fingers through his hair, and he hugged her tightly, crushing her breasts to his chest. In his entire thirty years, he has never felt so blissful just by a kiss, but now he thought he was in heaven. He did not mind all those years of waiting if this was the reward he was getting. Enzo increased the pace, and Hazel started moaning loudly. Everything was new to her, and Enzo, as usual, dominated her, leaving her breathless.

Her moans were music to his ears, and he continued to kiss harder, making her moan louder. After some time, he stopped kissing Hazel, and her legs felt like jelly. She thought she might have collapsed if he was not holding her up.

Hazel hid her face in the crook of his neck, not knowing how to face him. Enzo patted her back with a loving look on his face.

"Look at me," Enzo murmured, for which she took her head and tried to bury it further in his neck.

"Are you going to stay here forever? I don't have any problem with that. I like this position," Enzo said, yet Hazel kept quiet.

"I will call uncle Tristan and inform him that Hazel will spend the night here," Enzo moved towards his desk.

Hazel thought he was seriously going to call her father. And since she was hiding from him, she did not notice the teasing look on his face. She lifted her head but had lowered her eyes since she was feeling shy.

Enzo noticed Hazel looked flushed, her hair messy, and her lips were slightly swollen. He felt smug that he was the only one who would see her like this. She looked so innocent, yet hot. He wanted to see this look for the rest of his life, and the first thing sees after waking up was to kiss Hazel.

Enzo traced the corner of her lower lip with his thumb, and she murmured his name. "Enzo."

"I am here." He held her chin and made her look into his eyes. Hazel's eyes spoke volumes. She was still thinking about the kiss.

"Did you like it?" Enzo asked.

"What?" Hazel questioned.

"The kiss," he replied, and she did not answer.

"Tell me, Hazel, did you like the kiss?" He asked again.

"So, if you did not like it, I'll do it again to change your opinion." Enzo leaned forward to kiss her again. She panicked and covered his mouth with her palm, quickly answering, "I liked the kiss."

"See, it wasn't difficult, to tell the truth," he smirked.

"Bullying the weak." Hazel narrowed her eyes at him.

"No, it's bullying my woman," Enzo said proudly.

"Your woman?" Her eyes widened.

"Yes, exclusively mine," he declared.

"So you are my boyfriend, right?" Hazel asked.

"Ya, whatever name you want to give our relationship is fine with me. But remember, one thing is for sure, I am damn serious about you," Enzo commented, for which she nodded her head.

"I still have to complete my paper," Hazel said, for which Enzo raised his brow.

"Didn't you say you will not return my phone until I complete the paper?" Hazel stated as if he forgot something so obvious.

"You remember everything at the wrong time," He shook his head. He knew he won't let her get distracted from her studies. They Had already kissed, and he should be content for today. If it was in his hands, then he would have done much more than kiss.

He slowly placed her on the floor. Her footsteps were quick as if she wanted to get away from him as soon as possible.

"Hazel," Enzo called her.

"Ya..," Hazel turned around.

"Fix yourself," Enzo instructed.

Hazel looked down and noticed her shirt had ridden up a little bit, exposing her waist. Her hair looked tangled, and she can guess her makeup also got smudged. Hazel got embarrassed and ran to the washroom while she heard Enzo's chuckles in the background.

After she came back, Enzo did not tease her, which got her more involved in her work. Enzo corrected the paper, and she got an average score.. He pointed out all the mistakes she needed to improve and noted down a few important questions, which appeared every year so she could practice them at home.