Isabella PoV
The instant - literally, the split second - that Valentina laid her hand across the front of my pants, across the bulge that my very erect, very hard cock was making... I forgot almost everything that I was about to shout at her.
All of the arguments for why she was a horrible person, deplorable, manipulative bitch that was playing with me like a Moon damned toy was completely wiped from my mind, replaced instead with a single thought.
This woman right here... she was very, very sexy, and she was asking for me to push her down and breed her right this moment.
The urge was pounding at my skull the same way I was wanting to pound into her from behind, and the way she tilted her head like she didn't understand what she was doing to me... how she stared up at me with that blank expression...
