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Dylan slammed the door shut behind them with his foot, circling his arms around Isabel’s small waist. His fingers fiddled with the belt on her bathrobe until it was let loose. Her scent flooded his sense, burning him with desire.

“I want you.” Her captivating voice whispered in his ear, causing his lower region to twitch with excitement.

“I’m all yours.” He whispered against her neck as he let the bathrobe fall freely to the ground.

Isabel’s lips met his once again, not giving him time to worship her naked figure. She craved for his touch more than anything in the world. His long fingers moved behind her neck, pulling her closer to himself as he swirled his tongue around her mouth intoxicating her senses. She let her hands find its way to his now bare torso, loving the feeling of his toned abs against her fingers. She went lower and began fumbling with the button on his jeans. Dylan grabbed her by her hips and pressed her closer to himself so she was rubbing against his growing ere