Chapter 45

　　He thread his fingers into her hair, pulling her into a fierce kiss that deepens when she gasps. “We should... Madelyn...” But even as she tried to remind herself that she's in a bridal fitting room, with Ethan’s fiancee just down the hall, she finds herself pulling him closer. “Tell me to stop, and I will.” She shook her head, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I never said you should.”

　　She melts in his arms, her arms guiding him closer so she could draw his body flush against hers.?

　　She sucked at his tongue and run one hands down his body, exploring very thoroughly/ when she finds what she was looking for, she lets her hand wrap around his hardness and give it a playful squeeze. “Isabella... please...” His hips buck up, seeking the friction of her touch. She was tempted, but she reminds herself of her plan. She stroked him as he put all of her passion into her kiss, then she abruptly tear herself away. “Wha- Isabella?”