ISABELLA'S POV
Five minutes later, I turned to watch him as he locked the door to his room and reached to undo the buttons of his shirt. I didn’t even spare any time as we’d barely made it to the room without attacking each other.
He’d constantly palmed me at the most unexpected moments, his finger slipping into my tank top to rub my n*****s every chance he got, bringing me way too close to the brink.
I couldn’t wait for him to be lodged inside me. I couldn’t recall ever feeling so wild, unrestrained, and excited, which wasn't too long ago though, in this same room.
He stalked me like a predator after its prey as he shoved his shirt aside. I retreated at the tease, ready to become thoroughly exposed to him, while I reached to my side to pull down the zipper of my tank top. My breasts
