Never yours again

oft and pink, just waiting for someone

s neck, Isadora buried her face against

ctor

ered, her breath shaky.

me. P

roat, then trailed upward until her mouth found his. Her kisses were cl

body trembling under the weight of desire. He slid a warm hand benea

voice low and rough, "are you

d of man anyone sh

her voice a broken whisper. "No reg

of mischief in his eyes. "Oh? S

f a thousand ants were crawling ben

with unshed tears, her lips trembling.

om left in her h

, comforting strokes along her back. He smile

uch to ease the burning inside her. She bit her lip, her ple

s mouth. He rewarded her with a gen

leaned in close, her sweet breath warm agains

ity, his smile dangerous and wicked. "Alr

captured her mouth in a hungry, urgent kiss. Gone was the tentative gentlen

drifting on a tidal wave, lost in the sensation

r, shattering his usual composure. I

suit pants tangled together. Through the fogged-up windows, only the silhoue

rs l

. He gathered Isadora in his arms, draping his jacket over her to shield her from

ound unexpected patience. He washed her gently, dried

y emerged from the bedroom-now wearing a floral dress shirt, the top two buttons undone, and a cherry-red lipstick mark st

r the prince for

at was som

e of nowhere, or the neighbors would've thought the