Chapter Ten
Lunch hadn’t been the hot and sweaty one he wanted, with Isabelle on her back, teasing and tasting and letting him satisfy himself with a good old-fashioned shagging. She knew there were times that he wanted it quick and dirty, and she’d always been game. She was a complicated but open and kindhearted woman who was gorgeous and filled with so much goodness and passion—and the best s*x he’d ever had.
But today was different, because today Isabelle had stopped him the moment he closed the door to his seventh-floor two-bedroom condo, before he could slide her zipper down and strip her naked, then lift her as she wrapped her long, gorgeous legs around him and walk her to his master suite with a king-size bed to lay her down for a lunchtime romp.
No, she’d simply shaken her head
