Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Eight

When she released his shoulder, she felt him do the same. A moment later, his tongue smoothed over the area.

“Oh, Samson!” she whispered.

He kissed her, catching her as she came down from her high. “I’m here, sweetness, I’m here.”

She panted heavily. Had she even breathed during the entire time? She couldn’t remember. “You didn’t tell me it would be so amazing.”

Samson chuckled softly. “The deeper the love, the more intense the bonding.”

Isabella brushed her lips to his. “I could feel you.”

“And I could feel you. Your heart is pure. I’m honored you gave it to me.” He kissed her tenderly.

“I’m going to love living here with you,” she said.

"I'm going to love it too" Samson replied. "So can I ask what method you choose?"

They lay in each others arms for a while before Isabella suddenly sat up on the bed. Samson tried to hold her back but she moved her arm away from him. With her back turned to him, she whispered :

"I want to turn tonight, Samson"