Poison

Isadora's mind shut the moment his lips landed on hers. All her fear and worry disappeared and was now replaced by immense pleasure, and strangely, she found herself opening up for him. Gods! His mouth tasted heavenly. She could never get enough of him. Alexander ravaged her mouth as is it were some heavenly ambrosia, savoring the moment. She tasted sweet, as always.

Isadora found herself tucking his head as she dug her fingers in his hair to bring him closer. The worry, all the fear that she had earlier had now turned into nothingness and her mind was mud. She couldn't even trace her own heartbeat. She was clearly losing it here. She pouted her lips expecting more but Alexander had already withdrawn his.

Isadora shot her eyes open, her face laced with anticipation, hunger and yearning. But the moment she saw the look on Alexander's face, all the feelings that were swirling within her vanished. Her face switched to one of worry immediately.