But somehow they were the deciding factor. She knew it the moment he yielded to the inevitable. She shivered with anticipation as he swooped down for a hard, hungry kiss.
3
HE SHOULDN’T BE DOING THIS, Sean thought as he deepened the kiss. He lacked control when he was with Isabel. He would go wild and show no self-discipline.
But this time would be different, Sean decided as his heart pounded in his chest. This time he wouldn’t be caught by surprise.
Sean grabbed Isabel’s jaw with both hands, tilted her face up and plunged his tongue into her mouth. Isabel’s murmur vibrated inside him. He loved hearing her moans and mewls, her grunts and groans. He wanted to learn the nuances of every one of them.
Sean bunched her dress in his hands as she returned his kiss with wild abandon. Isabel slid her hands along his back, her nails dragging against his shirt as her pelvis cradled his erection.
He trembled as the desire rushed through him. How did she do it? How did Isabel get him this hard, this fast? He needed to slow down. He wanted to savor every moment, every touch.
Sean gasped against Isabel’s mouth when he felt her pulling his shirt free from his jeans. Her eagerness matched his, Sean noticed as his abdomen muscles contracted under her touch. She showed no hesitation, no caution, in the face of his raging desire. She wasn’t going to hold him back...although she should.
She hastily unbuttoned his shirt and tore it open. As she slid her fingers through his chest hair, he grumbled with pleasure. Isabel smiled under his mouth before she tried to shove his shirt off his shoulders.
Sean grabbed her wrists and flattened her hands against the wall. He leaned in, his body trapping hers. He couldn’t stop noticing how enticing her curves were. How much he wanted to sink into her softness and drive into her welcoming heat.
He pulled his mouth away from hers and she opened her eyes. Her face was flushed and her parted lips were red and swollen. Her eyes glittered. Lust softened her features—lust and something else. Something close to adoration, something that pulled and twisted at his heart.
“Turn around,” he said, his voice raspy and low. He couldn’t stop staring at her face. He couldn’t stop believing that this was something more for her than sex. Sean knew better, but one look in her eyes made him believe what they shared could last forever. That, more than anything, was making him lose control.
She blinked a few times. “What?” she asked in a daze.
“Face the wall, Isabel,” he said softly, his words slurred as the sexual hunger pounded through him.
Isabel slowly turned around and Sean immediately felt the loss of the intimate connection. He wanted to watch every emotion chase across her face as he claimed her. Wanted to see her expression when she claimed him. And that scared him.
She raised her arms and flattened her palms against the wall. He quickly unzipped her dress, momentarily relieved that she couldn’t see the tremor in his hands. The sound of metal dragging against metal was loud to his ears. Her dress sagged open, revealing a strip of her white lace bra.
That teasing glimpse made him break out into a sweat. He had to see more of Isabel. All of her. Right now. Sean slid his hands inside her dress and hissed when he touched her soft, warm skin. As Isabel dipped her head forward, her hair falling to the side, Sean kissed the back of her neck and tasted her delicate and scented skin.
His hands felt big and clumsy against Isabel’s curves. When he skimmed his fingers along the lace edge of her panties, Isabel shivered. She was trying her best to hold back as he freely explored her body.
Isabel suddenly lowered her arms and reached for the front of her dress. She pushed it off her, allowing it to fall into a red gingham pool at her feet. She leaned back, resting her head against his shoulder as he covered her breasts with his hands.
“More,” she pleaded with a low groan and arched her spine.
He liked that she wasn’t hesitant or shy about her requests. She wasn’t going to ask for permission or follow his lead. In public she usually hid her true thoughts and desires with a polite smile and the right words. Now she was revealing what she really wanted.
Sean turned her around and covered her mouth with his. His kiss was hot and unrefined. No matter how much he wanted to slow this down, he knew now it was going to be as fast and crazy as the last time.
Isabel boldly palmed his erection. He felt big under her delicate fingers. Sean shuddered as he tried to hold on to his control. But before he knew it, she had unzipped his jeans and shoved his clothes down his legs.
She knelt down before him and grasped his penis with both hands. He desperately wanted her to continue but it was dangerous. He would be enslaved to her touch.