Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 246

Victor's gaze burned into her, his voice low and husky. "You get me all worked up, and then you say 'forget it.' Isadora, you really are trouble, you know that?"

Isadora was straddling him, her palms braced on his broad shoulders.

She could feel the solid curve of muscle beneath his shirt, every line taut and powerful.

Her breathing grew shallow, her heart pounding loud and fast in her chest.

It really had been too long since the last time.

The cramped driver's seat left her completely surrounded by Victor's presence, the masculine scent of pine and spice filling the small space, making it impossible to escape him.

She could feel the blood in her veins growing warmer by the second.

“I..... I didn't mean... right now," she managed, voice shaky.

Victor's eyes darkened, a dangerous heat flickering in their depths as he answered, all seriousness, "Too late. I'm already reacting."

She glanced down, instinctively, and saw the evidence of his desire straining against his suit pants.

"Can't you... hold

sound deep and unmistakably sensual in the quiet of the

together, only to squeeze his thigh

heard his laughter rumble from deep in his chest, the sound vibrating through her and making

of her resistance. "Can't we

perfectly

are things to do at home, and things to do right now. Isadora, can't you feel

Oh God.

was impossible. Absolutely

lips were dry, her heartbeat so fast she could barely hear her

wanted to

push him away, but Victor caught her hands,

drew closer, his lips brushing hers in a fleeting kiss before moving to her ear, where he teased her earlobe with maddening

exactly where she

her bones turn to jelly, heat crackling along

made one last, feeble protest.

lazy, reassuring smile. "The windows are tinted. Relax, sweetheart.

the end, she gave

air inside the car was thick with breathless tension and deep, low