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?"

wasn't the kind of man

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

mischief in his eyes. "Oh? Someone else still

felt as if a thousand ants were crawling

with unshed tears,

left in her

words, Victor's hand resumed its slow, comforting strokes along her back. He smiled, his tone teasing, seductive.

inside her. She bit her lip, her pleading gaze full

curled at the corner of his mouth. He

her dry lips, then leaned in close, her sweet breath warm against his

sudden intensity, his smile dangerous and wicked.

cradling the back of her neck as he captured her mouth

tasting every inch of her

she were drifting on a tidal wave,

shattering his usual composure. In that moment, nothing

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