Before Dora could process what he was about to do, his, hand went around her head and he pressed his lips onto hers in a needy way.

Isadora was falling deeper and deeper into his enchantment that she didn't even notice it. She reached out and grabbed his face while he pulled her closer as he probed her lips.

"Devon.." she hardly had time to gather much air after she pulled away only to be pulled back into the kiss in a much needier way.

Isadora moaned into his mouth as his hand went under her shirt and cupped her breasts, making her nipples harden and strain inside her bra....