ISABELLA.
We both froze instantly.
Michael’s c**k was buried deep inside me from behind, my p***y still pulsing around him from the last orgasm. His hands were gripping my hips tight, sweat dripping from his chest onto my back. The knock on the door felt like a bucket of ice water poured over us.
“Isabella?” Arabella called again, her voice sleepy but irritated. “Who are you with? Your moans are way too loud. I can’t sleep.”
My heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my ears. Michael’s body tensed behind me, his c**k twitching inside my soaked p***y. For a second neither of us moved. The risk felt electric. Terrifying and insanely hot at the same time.
I turned my head slightly and looked at him over my shoulder. I put a finger to my lips, telling him silently to stay quiet. Th
