Chapter 43 Lovemaking
- Isabelle
- He began with his slow kisses that traveled down my neck. My hips moved along with his one that slowly grind against me leaving me panting for air.
- A second later the sound of the fabric of my bra getting torn was heard, unlike other times today, there was hunger and an intensity in each of his movements. He was not holding back anything, he was feasting on every nook of my skin.