Isabella made him more active when she turned to leave, her buttocks faced him and he just couldn't get the thought of spanking her red out of his head. So he lifted himself and dragged her by her waist to stop her from leaving.
Isabella was in one move pushed back to bed. She was in one move underneath him.
"Don't struggle," he ordered while she closed her eyes at how close he was to her. Oh no, no, no, she didn't come here for this, she only came to check on him and ask why he hadn't been paying much attention to her.
"Why did you come to my room?" He asked again.
Isabella still had her eyes closed because her heart was racing and if she opened her eyes, he'd make her go crazy and she'd surrender to him. She really wasn't here for sexual pleasure even though she was already thinking about having it.
