Isabella’s POV We walk back to our bedroom, kissing slowly the whole way there. When we’re finally inside Carter turns me away from him and slowly slides down the zipper on my dress. My heart beats hard. He kisses my neck as he slides my dress down over my hips. His lips linger over mine, and then as if remembering what he was doing, he spins me back toward him and holds me still. I’m in a red, lacy bra and matching lace G-string. His eyes drop down my body, and when they rise to my face, his eyes are blazing with desire. I stand still, unable to move. The heat of his gaze is burning my skin as his eyes roam all over me. He’s so hot like this. He sits on the bed and lifts one of my legs onto the bed beside him. He pulls my panties to the side and kisses me there. “You’re so beautiful Isabella,” he whispers. Hearing him say my name, I have goosebumps all over. I love the way he looks at me
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