Blackmailing His Runaway Bride by Dance-is-me (mobi reader txt) 📖

Even Charles's lips broke into a smile. "That scene alone was cheesy. I think I learned how to be more of a lover then."

"I am glad that we met that way." She couldn't stop touching him. "I am really glad that we met that day."

"So, Isabella..." His hand traveled lower, towards her buttocks. "What do you think we should do about your inability to sleep?"

Isabella shifted even closer to his groin. "What do you have in mind?" she asked. A tone of intended sexiness in her voice. 

"Hmm." He caressed her soft butt cheeks through the slim nightgown she had on. "I have so many things in mind. But for now..."

"Yeah?" her voice thickened as he shifted the cloth and had his warm touch against her flesh. Soon, he was running through her skin in a delightfully torturing way.

Before Isabella could say a word more, Charles's lips went to work and he captured her lips gently.

Seeing that the position wasn't favourable for her, Isabella got up and positioned herself on him, her lips wearing a seductive smile. 

"Gosh, you are so gorgeous." His eyes feasted on the outline of her uncaged breasts which stood firm and teased him from where they were. Isabella felt even hotter as his intense gaze fell on her exposed thighs and as his large hands moved through them. Just that little gaze was enough for her to gradually lose her sense of reasoning.

"Charles..." Isabella was almost begging as he continued stroking her flesh slowly. Her lower body reacting and gently grinding into his groin, she pleaded some more. "Please, take me right now."

And that was all he seemed to want to hear as his hand pushed her chest against his firm ones. Then, he captured her pleading lips with a fierce kiss.