ISABELLE'S POV— 88

I walked out of the bathroom, wet, and drops of water from my body made trails. A moment later, he walked out. It's like his body was made perfect— perfect for me. I can feel my arousal dripping from just staring at him. I want him so bad.

"You okay, love? You're breathing so hard," he said, and I licked my lips. "Isabelle, relax, okay?" I giggled. He made his way to the couch, wetting it with his wet, naked body.

"You're about to fuck me and you're telling me to relax?" I asked, laughing.

"Well, if that calms your nerves down, I wouldn't hesitate, love. Now, come here, let me taste you,"

I stood right where I was, and two seconds later, his smile turned into a smirk, a silly one.

"I see what we are doing, playing hard to get?" He asked. Honestly, I love it when Kyler talks like this. It's so erotic and lovely.

Kyler stood up and strolled the short distance over to where I was. He reached around me, pressing his body into mine to close the door behind me. When he rocked back on hi