Page 81 of Enigma: The Complete Collection
“Trying to give Catherine a title is like trying to give Hugo one. They’re both all-rounders. I’d say Catherine is a housekeeper, personal assistant, shopper, grandma.”
My heart warms when he says, “grandma.”
“So, she isn’t someone I should be worried about?”
Isaac chuckles. “Ah, no. She and her husband celebrated their fortieth wedding anniversary last month.”
He shifts my position until I have a clear view of his handsome face. “You don’t haveanyoneto be worried about, Isabelle.”
Unsure of a reply, I nod. I rest my cheek on his pec muscle so my eyes can absorb all the striking features of his face. The longer I stare at him, the more his jaw muscle ticks.
“What?” I question when the tension in the room reaches a breaking point.
“Do I have anyone to be worried about? Because I’m already acutely aware of the stellar impression you made on Ryan, so I was wondering if there might be anyone else I should be informed of.”
My breasts flatten on his glistening chest when I roll over. When I lift my eyes, I’m met with the infuriated gaze of the incredibly attractive Mr. Isaac Holt. My heart skips a beat.I knew a jealous Isaac would be just as sexy as an angry Isaac.
“As handsome as Ryan is…”
Water splashes over the rim of the bath when Isaac clenches his fist so fast it creates a ripple.
“Let me finish my sentence before you get all tense.”
His eyes darken with every second that ticks by, but it isn’t scary enough to stop me from saying, “As handsome as Ryan is, no one makes my body ignite the way you do. No one ever has, and no one ever will. You’ve ruined me for any other man.”
I slide my body along his until we meet eye to eye. “And no man could ever compete with a man as incredibly gorgeous as you. Not even Kellan Kyle.”
Stealing his ability to reply, I seal my mouth over his. His lips curve into a smile before he returns my kiss with the same amount of intensity I’m giving.
Our kiss starts slow but soon builds in urgency. I drink him in, tasting, licking, and absorbing every delicious portion of his mouth.
Spurred on by his raspy moans, I slither my hand down the ridges of his six-pack before grasping his erect cock. Isaac’s rugged pants overtake spilling water when I drag my hand down his lengthened rod. My seamless—and somewhat frantic—pumps soon have him chasing his release.
A husky gasp expels from my mouth when the tip of his cock grazes the entrance of my pussy. Blinded by lust, I adjust my position so his shaft can dip into my weeping sex with each stroke of my hand.
Overcome with desire, each stroke has him inching into me more and more.
Sensing my qualm slipping, Isaac’s heavy-lidded gaze pops open as he calms my frantic movements. “As much as I want to plunge into your pretty pink pussy right now, we need a condom.”
The throaty deepness of his voice spikes my relentless pursuit. “I’m on the pill.”
Isaac stiffens for the quickest second before pinching my chin to raise my downcast head. When I stare into his beautiful eyes, his reluctance reflects back at me.
“Are you sure, Isabelle? Because once I make you entirely mine, there’s no turning back. There will benothingbetween us again.”
Deciding to give my reply by using actions instead of words, I remove my hand from his throbbing cock and slam down. Water splashing onto the marble tile echoes around the room along with our gruff moans.
“Fuck, Isabelle.”
The sting of Isaac’s fingers when he grips my hips add to my excitement. After adjusting my position, I increase the tempo of my thrusts, encouraged by Isaac’s provocative groans.
“You feel so good. So tight. So fucking wet.”
He releases me from his grasp to clutch the bathtub. A rumbling moan tears from my throat when he adjusts the tilt of his hips. Our new position allows every inch of his cock to fill my clenching pussy.
I purr his name when his hand slithers between our connected bodies. He rubs my clit in a circular motion, forcing me to call out.
“Oh…” I want to say more, but I can’t, lust has stolen my words.
