Chapter 20

ISA POV

Time seemed to have frozen, and earth seemed to have stood still in its orbit. I blinked twice as a way of seeing whether I was still in the land of the living, and the audible gulp that came from him told me that indeed, I was still well alive and breathing. My pussy spammed under my palm, reminding me of my current dilemma, and I fought the urge to clench my thighs to apply that consuming pressure that I was in dire need of.

“I cannot.” I defied softly, yet very firm with my response. However, my pussy seemed to be having a mind of its own, because my clit began throbbing at just the mere thought of pleasuring myself under his watchful, undisturbed gaze. The muscles of his throat worked when he took a calming gulp, as though he was hanging on a loose thread, and slowly, the control he was always hungry for was slipping through his fingers. And the way I loved it made me rethink all of my life decisions and choices, all the things I have ever done and what I was about to do.