Bab 40: I'm not submissive, I'm accommodating [R18]

His voice was a low, silky growl in her ear that made her feel like she'd melt on the spot.

"Phoenix-"

His hands slipped between their bodies to pull up her skirt and his fingers were at the juncture between her legs before she could stop him, stroking softly through the cloth that separated her sensitive folds from his skin.

Her cheeks burned redder than ever as she shivered involuntarily, instinctively lifting herself up against him while grasping tightly onto his bare chest for support.

Phoenix smirked wickedly at her reaction to his touches and then dipped his head to capture one of her breasts inside his mouth.

Right through the fabric of her bodice.

The sudden warmth and wetness on her nipple sent waves of intense pleasure throughout her entire body. Isabelle gasped in surprise and grasped at his hair with one hand while trying her hardest not to let out a moan.