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 anyone should

voice a broken whisper. "No regrets.

a spark of mischief in his eyes. "Oh?

and she felt as if a thousand

gazed up at him, eyes shimmering with unshed tears, her

left

her words, Victor's hand resumed its slow, comforting strokes along her back.

didn't know what to do, only that she needed his touch to ease the burning inside her. She bit her lip, her pleading gaze full of fragile

the corner of his mouth. He rewarded her with

dry lips, then leaned in close, her sweet breath warm against his ear. “I want to give you my first

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

the back of her neck as he captured her mouth in a hungry, urgent kiss.

inch of her lips,

a tidal wave, lost in the sensation. She pressed herself closer, surrendering to

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

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