A Lovers Revenge

Chapter 10 (for those who cant read it)

Panic over lol, guess wattpad fixed its error. Almost 200 reads..may not be much to others but from going from 1 reader (myself) to almost 200 is a big step. I'm just glad people like my book, please continue to give me feedback :)) Thank you <3

I tend to go into detail about the romance and intimacy in this book so if that isnt your type of scene then I suggest you not read further :D

Chapter 10

                   

“Babe?” Isabelle sobbed.

I could feel her thumbs brushing along my bumpy skin. I opened my eyes, she had been crying. I cupped her face and brushed my lips across hers.

“Are you okay?” I asked worried.

“You…your mother told me about your father” she cried, streams of tears ran down her face.

Her hands cupped the back of my neck and she buried her face against my chest, sobbing frantically.

I stroked her hair, soothing her. Why did my mother have to tell her? Now she was going to be upset. I couldn’t bear to see her upset; I didn’t want her knowing about my father because he wasn’t worth mentioning. I hated him, that bastard.

“Babe, its okay” I whispered.

“I can’t believe what your family went through, I’m so sorry. I love you so much” she cried.

Just then I noticed my eyes were watery, I could feel tears slip through my eyes. I squeezed them shut, hoping to stop the tears from escaping. I broke down with Isabelle in my arms. She sat on the floor with me, holding me close to her body. I could smell the perfume she had on, I bought it for her on our fourth date. She begged me to take her to the ice rink one night and I agreed. I bought her the perfume at a stall nearby. She walked passed it, mentioning how much she loved the perfume but it was insane amount to pay for something that would only last her a short while. My baby liked to drown herself in a specific scent; the best scent for me was her natural scent which she masks with the overuse of perfumes. We sat in this position for what felt like hours. The tears had finally stopped flowing out of her beautiful blue eyes. They lit up when she looked up at me; she smiled and pressed her lips against mine. I took the opportunity to turn her over so I was lying on top of her. Her tongue found mine as we explored each others mouth, tasting each other. She melted under my touch; I held her with such grace. She let out a small moan and grabbed fistfuls of my hair, pulling me closer. She wrapped her legs around me, pushing herself off the ground to close the distance between us.She let out another moan, and I circled my hips. Pressing myself into her, so she could feel how hard I was for her. Her response to my touch never ceased to amaze me, she was wet. I could smell her arousal from a mile away. I kissed her nose and pulled back; she pouted like a child and whimpered. I couldn’t help but laugh at her childish behaviour.

“Babe, the amount of effort it took me to get away from you and not take you right here on this floor is high. I so want to enter you badly, I want to feel you around me and make love to you on the living room floor” I moaned.

What was I saying again?

“But…I don’t want my mother to catch us naked, or grinding on each other” I finished.

Her eyes grew wide; she quickly stood up. I chuckled at her swift movements in adjusting her clothes. She pulled her hair into a high bobble and looked left and right, panic rose in her eyes. I reached for her hand and pressed a wet, sloppy kiss to the back of it. She nibbled on her bottom lip and smiled. She blushed at my intimate gesture. I looked over her shoulder.

“Mother!” I yelled.

I watched as she dropped my hand, her eyes widened as a panic look took over her face, she swiftly turned in search of my mother.