CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTY - ONE - PLEASURES IN HER ARMS.

" Its okay if you do not want to tell me," Mateo said after a prolonged silence from Isabella. " I want to," she whispered. " But maybe not now. I don't think I'm ready." Mateo nodded understandably and cradled her close to his chest. " It happens sometimes, you know. Being unable to share certain things until we are done processing them ourselves," he said. " That's very intuitive of you," Isabella murmured into his chest. She released a deep breath, marvelling in how he understood her so perfectly. She snuggled closer to him, needing his touch. Mateo leaned in, pressing a soft, tender kiss against her cheek, his warm breath brushing against her skin. Isabella breathed in sharply, the spot that Mateo had pressed his lips on tingling. Wanting more, she moved her head and captured Mateo's lips in a kiss that was filled with passion and longing. Mateo's hands clamped down on her neck and tilted her head to the side, taking control of the kiss. He bite down gently on her