ISABELLE.
Matteo and I stayed locked together for a while, the two of us trying to catch our breaths as the warm water continued to rain down around us. My legs were shaking, and I wasn’t sure I could stand even if Matt put me down.
His forehead rested against mine, his eyes closed as he caught his breath. The reality of what we had just done again started creeping in through the post-orgasmic haze.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. Not tonight. Not ever, really, considering I’d turned down his ridiculous contract offer.
“I should…” he started to say, then stopped. Slowly, carefully, he pulled out of me, and I couldn’t suppress the small sound that escaped.
His jaw tightened. “Let me put you down.”
Matt lowered my legs until my feet touched the wet floor, but kept his hands on my waist
