Chapter 33-Isabella

Isabella

Tristan kissed me like he'd been waiting to kiss me for ages. He pulled me up against him as our mouths clashed, knocking the air out of my lungs.

I gasped, and he wasted no time dipping his tongue into my mouth. He tasted a little like the tequila he must have drunk, with something else that made me shiver each time our tongues collided. He kissed me like he hated me, like he was punishing me for it. He fisted his hands through my hair and tugged, pulling me closer to him even though there was no fraction of an inch between us.

My body was on fire. I could barely recognize the guttural moan that left my lips. His hard abs were pressed against my boobs, his hardness against my abdomen and I wanted more. So much more. I wanted to run my hands all over his body and feel his warmth. I did just that.

The next thing I knew, I was floating and then my back was against the wall.