Bianca
Isaac stared up at me in shock for a moment, his blue eyes wide and his lips parted. I could see the surprise written across his face—he clearly hadn’t expected me to be so forward about my desires. But I held my ground, naked and dripping, my chin lifted in defiance.
Slowly but surely, the shock in his expression transformed into something darker and hungrier. His eyes dragged down my body, lingering on my breasts, the swell of my pregnant belly, and lower still. When his gaze returned to mine, I could see that my boldness had turned him on.
“Very well,” he said, his voice dropping to a husky timbre. “If you want me so badly, Princess, then you’ll have me.”
In one fluid motion, he reached up and pulled me back down into the water so I was straddling him. The water s
