Chapter 4

She was like a perfectly ripe peach, soft and pink, just waiting for someone to pluck her and savor her sweetness.

With her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, Isadora buried her face against Victor, nuzzling him with desperate need.-

"Victor..."

“I'm so hot,” she whispered, her breath shaky. “I can't take it anymore."

"Help me. Please."

As the words left her lips, she pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat, then trailed upward until her mouth found his. Her kisses were clumsy, unpracticed, but they sent a jolt of heat through him all the same.

Victor's eyes darkened as he watched her, her cheeks flushed and her body trembling under the weight of desire. He slid a warm hand beneath the smooth skin of her back, gentle but firm, trying to soothe her.

"Isadora," he murmured, his voice low and rough, "are you sure you won't regret this?"

kind of man anyone

her voice a broken whisper. "No regrets. I just want

spark of mischief in

paused, and she felt as if a thousand ants were crawling beneath her skin, the

with unshed tears, her lips trembling. "No. There's no

no room left in her heart for

strokes along her back. He smiled, his tone teasing, seductive.

inside her. She bit her lip, her pleading gaze full of fragile hope. "Victor, please. I want

smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He rewarded her with a gentle kiss and

in close, her sweet breath warm against his ear. “I want to give

with sudden intensity, his smile dangerous and wicked. "Alright,

an instant, his hand cradling the back of her neck as he

tasting every inch of her lips, claiming

tidal wave,

surged through Victor, shattering his usual composure. In that moment, nothing else

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