“Turn around.”
Noelle closed her eyes and then turned around. She kept her eyes closed. She couldn’t bear to look at him at the moment.
“Look at me. I want to see those big beautiful eyes.” She shook her head. “Do it for me, Elle.”
His voice was hypnotising her. With a final sigh of frustration, she opened her eyes and stared at him. He stood close to her. His lips so close to touch. He rubbed her scar and cupped her face, his lower body pressing against her.
Where she thought she might be falling in love with him, looking at him and responding to him the way she was, Noelle knew she’d already fallen. What hurt her the most was the fact she had no claim to him. Isaac wasn’t hers and could never be. She could not offer him any real life as she didn’t have a great one.
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Isaac had no idea what was going on inside her head. She looked so distressed. He wanted to ease her pain, but he didn’t know what was wrong. The money meant shit to him. Hearing her words made him realise the potential damage he and Brad could have done. He would find some way of transferring the funds back into her account.
He had only just found her. There was no way he would be giving up his chance of being with her. “Tell me what you want. I’ll give you anything.” He cupped her face in his hands and stared into her tear filled eyes.
“I don’t know what you mean.”
Isaac knew she was lying.
“Look at me. You promised me total honesty. Now is not the time to lie to me. Tell me what you want.”
More tears fell from her eyes. He knew the kissing wouldn’t last. Being together but not being together had hurt them more than he could have imagined.
She opened and closed her mouth several times, not saying any words.
“I want to be wanted,” she said. “I want to know what it feels like to have a man who wants to be with me.”
Isaac heard her words and felt sick. Hadn’t he been trying to show her how much he wanted her? He was a sick bastard for the things he wanted to do to her, be with her. She made him feel as if he could be alive once more.
Staring into her eyes, he made a split-second decision. Grabbing her hand, he pressed her against the hard length of his c**k through the fabric of his trousers. “Do you feel that? That is how much I want you. I f**king ache to be inside you. I know you’re a virgin, but I want to be the first one to ever open those sweet thighs and taste you. Elle, I leave here, and all I want to do is be with you put you on the bed, spread you open and take you, hard, fast and slow. I want you any way I can get you.”
Fuelled by pure need, he tore the pants from his body until he stood with his shaft out for her to touch. He opened her hands and curled them around his length. Every action he did with speed so he wouldn’t stop.
“Feel that? Feel how much I want you?”
Her mouth was slightly open as if amazed by what he’d done.
“You want me?” she asked.
In answer, he slammed his lips down on hers and showed her the true meaning of want. Isaac gave her everything.
Wrapping his hand in the length of her dark red hair, he spun it in his fist. Pulling her head back, he plundered her mouth taking everything she had to offer. He unleashed the beast inside him. For the first time he knew what it felt like to need to possess a woman, to have her as his own. The thought of any other man having her sent him into a rage. He was the only man who could touch her. No other. Her body, heart, and soul would belong to him and him alone.
God help him, he wanted to be the one to f**k her. He wanted to hear her scream his name as she orgasmed.
He moved her hand away as he begun to unbutton her blouse. She stood frozen, her lips responding. Isaac showed her what it felt like to be needed. Tonight, he would make her his.
Her hands curled into his hair. She pressed her body against his. Isaac pushed her away slightly without stopping the kiss. He pushed her shirt from her body and followed it with her bra. He pulled away to stare down at her body.
“Do you see how much I want you?” he asked.
She nodded. Her face flushed.
“Are you going to want me to pay for it?”
Her question cut him deep. Tightening his grip in her hair, he forced her to look at him. Her eyes filled with more tears after she spoke the question.
“There will be no money passed between us. I never took the damn money. You can have it. I want you, Elle. I always wanted to be with you. The money was only an excuse.” He finally admitted the truth to her.
“Why?”
“Because you give me a reason to look forward to my day. Before I met you I was falling into a black hole. You’re the only salvation I have.”
“I’ve not been the same since I met you. I think I love you, Isaac.”
Hearing those words made his chest ache. He wanted to say them back, but something held them in.
“You’re something special,” he said before taking her lips once again. No more words needed to be spoken. Her na**d chest pressed against his, the hard ni**les poking at him. He kept one hand bound in her hair as the other thumbed her red, swollen buds. She melted against him.
She wrapped her arms around his neck. Isaac pressed her to the wall. He loosened his hold on her hair and watched as it fell around her face. The colour was wrong from the picture Brad showed her. He wanted to see her natural beauty displayed for him. His gaze moved to her br**sts. The glorious round mounds filled his hands to perfection. They were pert. He bent his head and took one nipple inside his mouth. She cried out, thrusting her tit inside his mouth. He cupped the other and thumbed the nipple.
She screamed as he bit her nipple. His c**k was on fire with the need to be inside her.
Pulling away, he bent down and removed the skirt from her body. Her legs were thick and curvy. He smiled placing his hands on her and feeling the soft, supple strength of her body. Thin women no longer did it for him.
From his position on the floor, he could scent her arousal. Taking hold of her panties, he removed them. They were wet with her arousal. Standing up, he looked into her drooping eyes and pressed his hand between her thighs. Her cream coated his fingers as he slid them through her slit.
She gripped his arms, her eyes opening wide with shock.
“You want me, baby.”
“I don’t know.”
He moved his hand away from her dripping pu**y and showed her his glistening fingers.
“This is the proof that you want me.” Isaac sucked his digits into his mouth, tasting heaven. Her cream was addictive. He pressed his finger between her thighs, grazing her cl*t with short sharp flicks.