covering her every curve. Her body was beyond amazing.
Isabel sat up, not thinking about the fact that the sheet was the only thing between her and Drew. Her sheet slid down exposing her gorgeous breasts for just a moment. She quickly covered herself, "Drew? How did you get in? Crap, did I leave the door unlocked again?"
Drew smiled, "Again? I know we live in a pretty safe place, BUT still!"
She smiled, then felt a flush run down her face, quietly she said, "Finally... it is Saturday!"
Isabel could hear a loud beating, and finally realized it was her heart. Drew was standing in her doorway holding a tray of breakfast. He truly looked delicious wearing jeans that hugged him in all the right places, a white t-shirt, and was... oh my God... barefoot. Her mind had been clouded by images of him all week. She tried to stay focused, but that was impossible. To have him standing in her doorway actually calmed her.
Drew walked slowly to her bed, sat the tray on her nightstand. He carefully started to sit down on her bed. He moved a pillow and leaned back against the wall, crossing his legs.
Isabel watched every move he made, and realized at that moment she needed to let go of her fears. This man, this beautiful firefighter was not like any man she had ever dated. She smiled, "I should probably go put some clothes on."
He looked into her eyes, and then his eyes slowly wandered down, enjoying every luscious curve, her delicate skin, and her beautiful breasts. He then slowly looked back up into her eyes, his irises were almost black from desire, he slowly said in a husky voice, "Please don't."
There was mischief in his eyes, and she could feel the heat radiating between their bodies. The feeling was intense.
Isabel was never one to be open when it came to relationships. She found she was shy, nervous, and that was probably why it had been awhile since she had dated. Today was different- it was morning, her windows were open- and the man next to her wanted her as well.
Isabel looked into his eyes, then carefully looked at the tray he had brought over, "Do I smell coffee?" Then she started to lean over Drew, while still looking into those beautiful blue eyes.
Drew inhaled deeply, the feeling of Isabel on him was enough to send him over the edge. His voice was a little raspy when he said, "Isabel?"
She was momentarily frozen, not from nerves, but from the anticipation. Hearing her name, looking into those blue eyes, her insides felt like mush, like she could just melt away. Isabel's hand was resting on the bed right next to Drew's rib cage. She started to sit back slightly, and slowly moved her other hand up his abdomen, his muscles tightening from her touch. She stopped her hand, and traced his collar bone, the side of his neck, his jaw line, and his bottom lip. Her slight smile showed happiness and desire.
Drew was having difficulty staying still, as he felt Isabel slowly touch him. Her touch was warm, and sensuous. He wanted to take her into his arms right then and there, but he knew he had to be patient. This moment, with Isabel, was beyond anything he could describe. His body shook from the intense need for this beautiful woman.
Isabel slowly moved her hand back down to his abdomen. With careful movements, she slid her hand under his shirt. His skin felt warm, and that helped chase away any doubt that was lingering in the back of her mind.
Drew was taking in deep breaths, and slightly shaking from her touch.
Isabel then moved his shirt up, and slowly bent down to kiss him. While kissing his abdomen, she looked up at him behind half closed eyelids and smiled. When she moved just slightly to move up and kiss him again, the sheet fell off of her. She looked down, then with a slow sexy laugh just said, "oops."
That was it, Drew took the moment and moved sharply. Isabel let out a gasp of shock, while giggling. He moved Isabel on to her back, and let