Chapter 3.
Isadora’s body stilled, too stiff to move an inch away from his lap.
The tension in the room stretched, and her eyes dragged across his physique… Hard angled brows, straight nose, sharp jawline, curtain mullet hair, and a f*****g lips that could do a perfect job between her already twitching p***y.
God! He was hot! Too hot to walk on the planet, Earth. His jaws were sharp. And his eyes were cold and piercing. But all of that did not take a single inch of gorgeousness away from him.
A feeling tingled between her legs and her thighs clamped instinctively, trying to suppress the pressure that was building hotter between them.
Isadora’s throat bobbled as she suppressed a lump, spontaneously grinding her ass into something hot.
Once, her belly tightened immediately, mind s
