Isabella's POVThis was by no means a gentle kiss. There was a hand of his already reaching to the hem of my dress, the other reaching for my thighs as though it belonged to him, I felt my back smack against the wall. "Say it," He ordered, his tone was scratchy and commanding. My heartbeat sped. My body would have been glad to have him, all in me said to me to think, to take things slow. "I want this," I whispered.This was all the encouragement he wanted.He took me and I held on to his waist as he lifted me to the bed. His mouth was right back on mine, and was devouring mine like there was no tomorrow. his jacket flung across the room, and then my heels, and my dress tearing down my head. I moaned loudly when I felt his teeth on the back of my neck, which I knew was going to sting me later. He kissed me as though I were already part of him, not as though he had recently met me. His tongue wrestled with mine, and he growled, his hand gripping more firmly on my jaw, but not so ha
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