Chapter 95

Isabella’s POV Matteo’s lips felt so warm against mine. He was kissing me nonstop, pushing me against the closed door, invading not only my personal space. He was conquering all of me. He was dominating my senses, making me submit to him without a fight. Our tongue fought in dominance, no one wants to surrender. We were both drowning in the pleasurable moments, no one dared to resist. His fingers dug in my waist, not wanting to let go. As if I’d disappear if he loosen his hold. As if this wasn’t for life. I won’t leave. I know. Never. He made me feel so secure and loved. And there’s no reason for me to leave. “Matteo…” I called his name in a desperate attempt to undo the buttons of his shirt. I want to touch his stomach, his chest. I want to feel him. Skin to skin. He pulled away, and his eyes were so drunk with desire. He stared at me like I am the only one that matters in the world now. Like there’s no cabin, or a bed. Everything seemed to disappear. It was all about us now. Our feel