Chapter 154 Give Yourself to Me

Isabella was completely dumbfounded. She couldn't understand how Vincent came to such a conclusion. Who said not hating meant liking? Vincent seemed oblivious to her shocked expression and continued his movements calmly. The dress itself barely covered much, so Vincent quickly stripped it off her. However, he didn't rush to remove his own clothes, instead, his hands roamed over Isabella's skin. Isabella's skin was fair and smooth, and Vincent couldn't help but admire it. His hands moved continuously, and his lips pressed against Isabella's, silencing her soft pink lips. His tongue danced with hers, sometimes urgent, sometimes gentle. Isabella's mind quickly became fuzzy, and she didn't even notice when Vincent released her restrained hands. In fact, when Vincent slowed down, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck. Vincent's eyes lit up with amusement as he swiftly and quietly removed his own clothes, not dropping them to the floor but placing them neatly o