Her eyes fluttered shut when he kissed her neck again, her lips parting as if to dispel the heat generating in her groins. He was behind her, standing so close that their bodies touched, his hardened length probing against her waist.
“I don’t know what I will do without you Miss Ray,” he whispered against her ear.
Isabella gulped, unable to think straight at the moment. She yearned to turn around and face him, she yearned to have him crush her lips with his.
“I want you,” she said.
Oh, how it pleased him to know she wanted him right now. A faint smile played on his lips as he kissed her neck again, nibbling on the soft flesh. “Say that again,” he softly commanded, tracing the length of her earlobe.
The torture was sweet. Isabella moistened her lips, her eyes still shut. “I want you Pr
