Chapter Twenty-Four
Isabella's tongue slicked her lower lip. Every cell in her body sparked with anticipation. The walls of her p***y clenched, and a burst of liquid coated the swollen lips, wetting the tops of her thighs. She was so wet, just from his looking. She kicked her sandals off, not caring where they landed, and rested her fingers at the top button, waiting until she couldn't stand the tension any longer before slipping it through the hole. She bit back a smile. Jaxon was about to have a heart-attack.
With agonizing deliberateness, Isabella opened her dress. He gave a strangled sound as she unfastened the button at the bottom of her sternum, revealing her n***d breasts to his avid gaze. Her p***y clenched at the raw hunger on his face. "Ah, babe, really?" he choked, hand clench
