บท 274: Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Four

CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT

Isabella felt his weight on her and his thigh pressing against her sex, as he continued to use his talented tongue on her breasts. With every lap, he sent bolts of fire down to her core, liquidizing everything in its path. She felt her panties soak with the evidence of her desire and was unable to stop her body from responding to him. The same way he responded to her: his erection pressing against her hip was impossible to ignore. Too big to overlook, too hard to wish away, even if she wanted to.

She arched her back to force him closer and slipped her hand onto his firm ass. His muscles bunched under her touch when she squeezed him. She let her hand glide underneath the loose-fitting cargo pants to explore and sighed deeply when skin met skin.

He groaned loudly when she grabbed him firmly. Samson released her breast just long enough for an excited “Oh, yes” to pass his lips.