Isabella Martini - POV
I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist while his hands went under my butt to support my weight as we began to move. I heard a door bang close behind me when I finally felt the soft mattress on my back. I opened my eyes to see Arlo hovering above me. "You can still leave, Isabella," Arlo said, but his eyes were already swirling with desire and lust, and I didn't plan to leave.
I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him closer to me. With one last look at him, I crashed my lips on his. Our lips moved in sync when I felt Arlo's hand roam all over my body when he finally pulled my top from my body, leaving me in my bra. He broke the kiss and stared down at me as a satisfying growl came out of his mouth. "I don't think I can take it slow." I heard him mumbled to himself.
