Chapter 63

YSABELLE

His touch gave me the feeling of longing, and I relished every second he pushed his tongue and lips against mine. I lowered my hands and tried to pull up his shirt, but it got caught between my knees.

I squirmed down till my feet touched the ground. Then I got a hold of his shirt and yanked it up.

He broke apart long enough to pull it over his head and toss it aside. His hands slid around my head, pulling me back to his mouth as we were moving backward.

I ran my hands down his abdomen. It was firm, with the perfect amounts of dips and ripples. Then my shirt ended up on the floor with his.

Skin against skin. His hummed, brimming full of power.

I ran my fingers down his chest to the button on his jeans. My back struck the couch as we went down, our hands and legs in a tangle, exploring each other.

We moved in opposition to one another as our hips molded together. His hands slid between my legs as his arms encircled me tightly, pressing me up against his chest after I thought