IZABELLA
Strong arms sank into my sides as he lifted me and pulled me down to the bed.
Okay.
Okay.
Fire ignited my skin when he leaned down, pulling my legs up and sinking onto his knees on the mattress. The shadow over his briefs hinted at his erection.
He wrapped his arms around the backs of my thighs, and I let out a moan as he dipped his head, pressing his nose over the lace of my panties and inhaled.
His hot breath fanned over my core, his nose tracing my seam through my underwear. It was too much and too little at the same time.
He pressed an open-mouthed kiss right over the swell of my achy c**t. I pressed a hand over my mouth. His tongue darted over the fabric, his teeth grazed me. I was trying to keep calm, trying to be quiet, but his mouth wasn’t even directly touching me
