Meet the raven-haired vixen, Isabella, a woman of insatiable appetites, and her secret lover, the ruggedly handsome, yet married, Alexander. Their clandestine meetings are fueled by an intense, forbidden passion that threatens to consume them both.
Isabella:
Alexander, your touch… it sets my soul ablaze.
Alexander:
Isabella, you’re like a drug. I can’t get enough of you.
Isabella:
Then take me, Alexander. Take me like you’ve never taken anyone before.
Alexander:
You’re playing with fire, Isabella. But I warn you, I’m the one who’s going to get burned.
Isabella:
I’m already on fire, Alexander. And I want you to be the one to put out the flames.
Alexander:
You’re a wicked woman, Isabella. But I love every wicked inch of you.
Isabella:
Show me, Alexander. Show me how much you love me.
Alexander:
Oh, I’m going to show you, Isabella. I’m going to show you things you’ve never even dreamed of.
Isabella:
I can’t wait, Alexander. I can’t wait to be yours completely.
Alexander:
You already are, Isabella. You’ve been mine from the moment I first laid eyes on you.
Isabella:
Then take me, Alexander. Take me now.
Alexander:
With pleasure, my love. With pleasure.
Isabella:
Alexander… yes… just like that… don’t stop…
Alexander:
I won’t stop, Isabella. Not until you’ve screamed my name a thousand times.
Isabella:
Alexander… I… I can’t… it’s too much…
Alexander:
It’s not too much, Isabella. It’s just enough. It’s just enough to make you feel alive.
Isabella:
Alexander… I… I love you…
Alexander:
I love you too, Isabella. And I’m going to show you just how much.
Isabella:
Yes, Alexander. Show me. Show me everything.
Alexander:
With pleasure, my love. With pleasure.
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