Chapter 40

The moment Isabelle pressed her lips to his, the little restraint that was keeping Jacob from doing something that could have her running into her room snapped. Even if he was determined to not do such a thing, the frenzied passion that surged through his body the moment she kissed him made sure that his efforts were futile. Wrapping his arms around her body, he picked her up and walked to the sofa, their lips still pressed together. The fact that she didn’t pull away or push him away through all that assured him that she wanted this as much as he did. He only separated them as he lay her down on the sofa and hovered above her. Her eyes fluttered open to look at him, and then she nibbled on her bottom lip shyly. Had she known what accepting his request for a kiss could lead to? Or had she thought it was an innocent request? “You’re too naive,” he whispered as he brought his lips down to hers. This time, he kissed her urgently, his firm lips prying her soft ones apart. She submitted to