ログインIsabella Monroe“Don’t pinch me there! I’ll throw myself into the water because of you.”The painful pressure only grew worse while his sleepy rough voice burned hotter than the sun above us.“Apologize.”A weak moan escaped my lips.“I’m sorry.”Finally, he released my clit and started rubbing me slowly through the fabric instead.But the second Sofia’s voice echoed across the water, his hand disappeared immediately.“Dad! Look at me!”Using the same hand that had just been buried between my legs, he waved toward her with a smile.“Keep an eye on her, Miller!”Breathing normally still felt impossible.My pulse wouldn’t stop racing.The throbbing between my thighs refused to fade.“Damn you, old man.”The insult left my lips quietly. Surely he hadn’t heard me.But every assumption I made about this man always turned out wrong.He could probably hear whales breathing underwater.“What did you just say?”The jet ski turned around, heading back toward the shore.“I didn’t say anything.”
Isabella Monroe“So tragic, kids. Only two jet skis are left.”Annoyance filled Sofia’s voice instantly.“So what do we do now?”His eyes shifted toward Miller firmly while he bit his lip again.“You take Sofia for a ride. I’ll handle Sarah and Isabella.”An excuse slipped out of me before anyone could continue.“It’s fine if I don’t ride, Mr. Sebastian. You can enjoy yourselves without me.”Sarah’s eyes swept over me quickly from head to toe before she spoke.“Alright, Isabella. We’re sorry.”Her hand rested against Sebastian’s chest.“Let’s go, Sebastian. I’m excited.”Narrowed eyes locked onto mine before he dropped the decision in front of everyone.“I’ll take the little one first. You can wait, Sarah.”A soft smile spread across my face without permission.“Come on, Sofia. Let’s go before them.”Her phone clicked off before she handed it to Sarah for safekeeping. The woman’s face had already gone pale because of whatever her boyfriend was doing with me.Moments later, they headed
Isabella Monroe“Where’s your boyfriend?”I shifted toward Sarah instead.A pout formed on her lips.“Maybe he went to get the cabin keys from the manager.”Behind us, his voice suddenly appeared.“You’re all here.”Excitement instantly brightened Sofia’s face.“Yes, Dad. We’ve been waiting forever for you.”His gaze found me first before moving toward his daughter.“It’s alright, sweetheart. I was with the cabin manager.”Sarah clapped happily right away.“I knew my guess was right!”That same dreamy look appeared on his face, though I knew she was lying. His eyes never truly sparkled like that.“Nobody guesses better than you, beautiful.”Disgust twisted through me, and apparently he caught every bit of it from the amused look in his eyes.“Stop flirting in front of us already. Have mercy on single people for God’s sake.”Sofia groaned dramatically while Sebastian unlocked the cabin door.Inside my chest, something painful tightened. The way he flirted with Sarah made her seem like
Isabella Monroe“My dad says you’re reckless. You should slow down.”Sofia had just called me, her voice flowing through my Bluetooth headset the second I answered.A wicked smile tugged at my lips, feeding every rebellious thought in my head.“Me? Reckless? Fine, Sofia. I’ll give him a real racing show.”Laughter burst through the speakers.“What are you trying to do?”Mischief curled inside me as my answer came out loud enough for the professor to hear too.“Watch me.”Beneath me, the motorcycle surged forward. Tight fingers gripped the handles before the bike lifted upward like a rearing horse.“Oh my God! That was amazing, Isabella. Do it again, please!”Mr. Sebastian’s voice cut through the call immediately.“You! Are you encouraging her stupidity? This isn’t street racing.”A grin spread across my face. Pushing his patience had become strangely entertaining.“Wait, Sofia. I’ll do it again just for you.”Then the guy traveling with them spoke through the phone speakers.“She’s ac
Isabella MonroeToday was the trip with the Hawthorne family.After accepting Sofia’s invitation through WhatsApp, my phone had nearly exploded with colorful heart emojis. She was obviously excited that I agreed.Since we planned to leave at ten, waking up early was necessary.Breakfast came first.Then a warm shower.The moment the soap touched my skin, memories of that man’s hands between my legs rushed back into my mind. His voice. His stare. Every sinful detail about him.Heat spread through my body as my head fell back against the wall.Why did it feel so good?“Another terrible mistake, Isabella? Damn you.”Forcing those thoughts away, I quickly finished showering. Why should shame fall on me when none of it was my fault? If anyone deserved disgust, it was him.Filthy. Manipulative. Always finding ways to touch me no matter where we were.And somehow, despite everything, my mind still clung to the respectful image I had built of him since childhood.Nine in the morning flashed a
Isabella Monroe“Good job, Professor.”The wand slid between my wet folds, pulling a soft moan from my lips.“On what scale are you praising me, my girl?”My fingers tightened against his back as another helpless sound escaped me.“Everything you do pleases me in a way that tortures me. You deserve praise.”Warm breath brushed across my face. Hunger burned in his eyes while he waited for my answer like a man starving for it.“What if I replace the wand with my fingers?”A shiver ran through my jaw before I answered.“That would be better.”The wand hit the floor beneath us. A second later, my back was pressed against the wall while my right leg rested around his narrow waist.“You like what I’m doing to you down there?”Eyes closed, I nodded slowly.“Yes. Very much.”His index and middle fingers found my sensitive spot again, and the soft moans spilling from my mouth only grew louder against his lips.“You’re soaked.”Unexpected tenderness crossed his features as his hand brushed gent







