Fairytale Come Alive(134)

It came to her in a flash.

Isabella didn’t need sleep. She was tired but she didn’t need sleep.

She needed him.

Before her turbulent mind settled enough to stop her insane actions, she took her hands from his shirt and curled them at his neck.

She put pressure there, coming up on her toes.

His body grew solid again. “Elle –”

It was good he said her name because his mouth was open when she kissed him.

Since she wasn’t thinking, she didn’t think forward to what he would do when she kissed him.

He could have rejected her.

If she had been thinking, that would have been her guess.

He didn’t reject her.

His head slanted, his tongue tangled with hers and then overpowered it when he took over the kiss.

It was beautiful.

She melted into him and her fingers, which had itched to do it for over a week, slid into his hair.

The kiss was hard and it was wild and it left Isabella wild.

Mouth still engaged with Prentice’s, she tugged his shirt from his jeans, her fingers shoving in, up, encountering the sleek skin and muscle of his back.

That was beautiful too.

She dug her fingernails in.

He groaned into her mouth.

His groan slashed through her, blazing a heady trail straight between her legs.

She pulled her hands out of his shirt and her fingers went direct to his buttons.

At that, he tore his mouth from hers and Isabella made a mew of protest but he didn’t move away. She watched as he lifted both arms. Hands grasping between his shoulder blades, he pulled his shirt over his head, ripping it down his arms, the buttons of the cuffs popping as he yanked it off and tossed it away.

His chest was right there.

Right before her eyes.

And he had a beautiful chest.

She didn’t waste the opportunity he afforded her.

Her mouth went to him, lips, tongue, she tasted him, her hands roaming, fevered, desperate, wanting to memorize every inch.

Down she went, down, until she was on her knees in front of him. She tugged back his belt, opened his jeans…

“Elle.” His voice came at her as his hands settled at her jaw, putting pressure there to pull her up.

She resisted.