Maxwell's POV
Isabella was blushing. I was confused at first before I started feeling the cold breeze. Slowly, as realisation dawned on me, I took a look downwards and found my towel lying down on the floor and I am completely naked.
I rolled her under me and pecked her lips.
Her eyes widened "Don't you dare do that" she snapped.
"Or what?" I smirked at her.
"Please get up" she gave me a pleading look.
I shook my head at her "Nope"
She gasps when she felt me.
"Maxwell, please" she whined.
"I am liking this position far too much to get up" I mused.
She narrowed her eyes at me "You cannot be serious" she gave me a disbelieving look.
"Don't worry. Some day or the other you have to see me. After all I am all yours" I whispered.
"In your Dreams" she snapped.
"Why so hyper?" I raise
