Chapter 92
The walls were all windows, and the furniture was simple—white and clean.
There was a fireplace on one side, a kitchenette on the other, and a big king bed in the center of the room.
Isabella walked across to the big windows and looked out at the water. “This is perfect.” She turned and smiled at Sebastian. “Thank you.”
He came up behind her, his arms sliding around her waist and pulling her back against him. “You’re welcome,” he whispered, pressing a kiss against her temple. “I told you it would be perfect.”
“I didn’t expect anything this nice.” She turned around and leaned up to kiss him, feeling his hands grip her ass and pull her against him.
He groaned, dropping his head and taking the kiss deeper. “I want you again.” His hands slid under her skirt, pulling her pantie
