Isabelle slowly felt herself coming down from whatever heaven Delnard had taken her to. She had not been that intimate with any man before. It was the first time she ever felt that kind of pleasure and even though she had imagined a hundred of times how it would feel, the real thing was nowhere close to it.
She breathed a sigh of contentment, her mind still floating in a haze of pleasure as soon as Delnard released her from his kiss. He was stroking her body letting the heat from her orgasm subside a little, relaxing her.
Isabelle opened her eyes and blushed because Delnard was looking down on her, smiling. There is a new kind of look in his eyes, was it possessiveness she saw? She did not know what changed in him but, she involuntarily shuddered with delight as she looked back. She rea
