Chapter 12. 

Isabella’s Pov.   “I…. I…”   “You do not have to look for words, Princess. I know you want me… and I want you too, but this.…” his words trailed off, his breath hitched and he ran his index finger over my back, steering up a feeling of want and greater desire inside of me.   “This right here… is forbidden. However, I want it, and I will have it.” he completed in the hottest way ever, his words inducing some wetness out of my pussy.   I leaned gently into him, the heat eradicating from his body gave my pussy a gentle throb and the instant need to be touched. As our body moved slowly in unison I felt every organ in my body heaving out with pleas to be touched by his hands.   “Your breath…” he smiled softly, more like a devilish grin.   “Your breaths are hitching for me. How wet is your pussy?” he kicked gently on his lower lips sending to my brain the image of how well he had lapped hungrily on my pussy the last time. I clamp my legs too tightly as I felt my pussy tingle.   “Shall