Chapter 23

Isabelle

His hand dips into my skin and I realize that he’s right below my chest.

With expert ease, he evades my bra and takes a hold of my left breast, massaging the flesh with malice. He still doesn’t look me in the eye.

I don’t mind. He could slap me as he fucks me for all I care. I just need him right now.

“This is what you do to me, Isabelle.” He squeezes, making me arch my back as his hands bring me sweet sensations.

“I can’t stay mad at you if this keeps happening.” He breathes. I observe as his eyes slowly leave my chest, where he’s massaging me, and fixates on mine.

I shake my head. Why he looks so irresistible is still a mystery to me. My body acts of the same accord as his;

Involuntary.

I my hand on his face moves to his next and secures itself tightly enough for me to pull my lips to his.

The kiss is hungry and both of us drink each other. There’s no explanation to this passion. It’s best we don’t even try to n