ISABELLE
Damn right you are." His mouth crashed onto mine, and I kissed him back desperately, my hands already fumbling with his belt, his zipper, trying to get to him.
Matt helped, shoving his jeans and boxers down just enough to free himself. Then he was pushing inside me, and we both groaned at the sensation.
"f**k," he breathed against my lips. "You feel so good."
I couldn't respond. Could barely breathe.
He started to move, his thrusts hard and deep, pinning me against the wall with the force of it.
"Is this what you wanted?" he asked, his voice rough. "Is this what you were thinking about when you ignored my calls?"
"Yes-"
"Say it."
"I wanted you," I gasped. "I needed you."
"Then why the f**k didn't you answer me?"
"I-I don't know-"
"You're going to drive me insane, Isab
