Allen pecked her bare shoulder once, squeezing her hands at the same time. Then, as if he could not control himself, his lips parted a little. His warm tongue touched her, trying to taste her better. He sucked the spot, almost in a trance.
Isabelle inhaled air sharply the moment she felt a hard bulge in her back, the tingles spreading from between her legs to the lower part of her belly. She arched her back involuntarily, trying to stroke his hardness with her butt.
A deep, low growl erupted from Allen's throat, mixing with a soft laugh. He kissed his way up from her shoulder to the back of her ear, pecking her skin one last time.
"I meant… I'll be taking your clothes after you get in the shower."
