Warning: The chapter below is rated 18?
Isabella
“If you want me to stop, just say it,” His gaze shifted towards me, staring deeply into my eyes, while I just gave a nod in response.
Slowly his hands moved from my neck to my shoulders, gently pulling the rope from the back of my dress until it was released.
He looked at me briefly, before taking his eyes to my neck and started to plant a kiss on it. I threw my head backward, with my eyes closed as I enjoyed every bit of it. My hands found their way to his neck, as I wrapped them around him. Then he immediately started to suck on my neck slowly, giving it a small bite that I felt myself sink my fingers on his neck.
“Hmm, ” I moaned out from the pain and pleasure I felt as he dug his teeth into my neck. Whatever he was doing to me I had no complaints at all. It felt good, I felt amazing and didn’t want it to stop at all.
“Isabella,” He pulled away and immediately lifted my legs, gently dropping me on the bed. I sat on the bed and gazed at him with eyes filled with emotions and burning desires. My dress barely covered my chest, as it stayed on my chest, but I didn’t care, all I saw at that moment was him. All I saw was Tristan Dominic and nothing else.
I watched him squat in front of me, his gaze not leaving mine as he helped me take off my shoes. His hands rubbed my bare feet and I felt my body shuddered. Immediately I felt sparks trail from my legs to my private part, and my hands found their way to hold onto that area with my dress.
His hands moved from my feet to my legs, and up to my thigh slowly, turning me on. He stopped on my thighs and pulled my dress up when he stared at me briefly as if seeking consent before he started to kiss my thighs.
Sparks everywhere. I felt my body explode in excitement as he did that, I threw my head backward barely able to hold myself from drowning in this pleasure, as I grabbed onto the sheets tightly that I felt I must have torn them with my fingers.
“Tristan,” I had no idea when it left my mouth, but God. How could mere kisses make me lose my mind like that?
He finally stopped, and at that moment I exhaled deeply. He slowly rose, his hands on my thighs, while he kneeled on the floor and started to kiss my palms, up to my shoulders.
This man was literally worshipping my body, as he planted those kisses, so sensually like I was some goddess.
“I do love this dress,” He said and rested one of his hands on the bed for support, while the other pulled down the dress, revealing my boobs to him. He looked at me, then at my chest, so lost for a moment that I wondered what went through his mind at that moment.
“Breathtaking,” he looked into my eyes as he said that, and I felt butterflies in my stomach instantly.
Before I could respond to him, he immediately kissed me, so aggressively yet passionately as his hands went around my neck, pulling me towards him. I reciprocated with the same intensity, pulling his hair as he bit my lower lips before pulling out.
His hands cupped my left breast, and his lips did justice to the right one, sucking on my nipple, while giving it a small bite, teasing me as I moaned out.
His lips shifted to my right bo*bs, doing the same while his hands squeezed my left breast and gave my nipple a pinch causing me to scream.
He pushed me to the bed, and climbed on the bed immediately after taking off his shirt, while I bit my lips staring at his body. His abs, his chest. This is mine, I thought and placed my hands on his abs. He pulled my dress down, taking it off my body completely, as I was only clad in my panties staring at him.
“Move to the headboard,” he said in a commanding tone. I looked at him as if I was compelled and did as I was told.
My head was close to the headboard, and immediately he crawled to me, his hands trailing on my thighs briefly, staring at me from head to toe, as if taking note of all my features.
“Spread your legs,” he instructed and immediately I did that. He lifted my legs and kissed the sole of my feet, then he moved his lips to my thigh giving it a light kiss before dropping my leg on the bed. He moved closer, his hands on my panties, he placed a kiss on my belly button and I shivered immediately.
He slowly pulled my panties down and revealed my pu**y to him.
“Oh muffin,” he threw his head backward, I guess noticing how wet I was from all he had done to me.
“You wanted me, huh?” He smiled impressed.
“I know you do,” He smiled proudly and immediately kissed it, making me moan loudly as I felt a tingling sensation.
He traced his hands around there, teasing me, and rubbing my clit without doing anything to me and I almost cried from the starvation.
“Please,” I cried out to him.
“Hmm,” He responded, and just played with my p**sy leaving me hanging in there, waiting to be touched appropriately.
“Tristan,” I called out and grabbed the sheet, almost losing my mind. It was like he was intentionally punishing me. He knew I wanted it, but he was going to make me beg for it.
“What muffin?” He rub my clit, and thrust two fingers into my pu*sy, and just when I was about to get acquainted with the feeling, he pulled out, making me cry.
“Please,” I cried out in frustration.
“What do you want?” He asked staring at me, before putting in another finger, this time staying longer and thrusting when he suddenly pulled out again.
“Touch me,” I whispered.
“What?” He pretended not to hear.
“Please touch me, Tristan”, I said shamelessly.
“Of course muffin,” he responded and immediately I felt his tongue there. He sucked and licked on my clit, making me lose my mind.
“Oh my gosh,” I moaned out with my eyes closed, as he rolled his tongue on my clitoris. I felt every nerve in my body react to that. My legs weakened as he sucked on me, squeezing my boobs repeatedly. My hands were in his hair, I pulled them at intervals, trying so hard to contend with the pleasure I felt but I couldn’t.
“I’m going to,” I breathed out repeatedly, giving him a warning.
“Not yet,” He immediately took his face away. He immediately started to take his belt off and threw it on the floor. Then he stood up and took his pants off, then his briefs, and in those times his eyes never left mine at all. When he took off his briefs, I gasped at seeing his size and how hard he was.
He slowly got on top of me, first giving me a light kiss, and then kissing my neck. He looked at me so longingly and kissed me again.
“Can I,” He sought my consent and immediately I nodded, then he held his d*ck and positioned it at my passage before slowly thrusting it in.
“Ahh,” I cried out, taking in all his length. He breathes out, and thrusts in deeper, giving me a moment to catch my breath too.
Noticing I was fine, he immediately started to move in and out of me, staring at me, as my hand was on his back, pulling him, asking for me.
He kissed me and increased his pace, and I felt my body welcome his touch, his seat, and his thrust, all at once. My fingers dug into his body, as he moved faster thrusting deeper into me. He moved in and out, and the sounds of our skin slapping fell the room, and so did my moans. He looked at me with pride each time I cried out or moaned his band loudly.
He went harder at me, and I felt my body start to build up. My legs felt a bit weak, as he thrust in and out faster, staring into my eyes. We looked at each other, knowing we were both about to cum, as his groaning increased. And at that moment, as he moved rapidly, I moaned out his name loudly and we both cummed at the same time in pleasure while Tristan immediately fell on the bed beside me.
“Oh my days, that was incredible,” I thought in my head, as our breathing filled the room. He immediately pulled me wrapping me around his chest, as he gave me a light kiss.
“Love,” I called out with a smile on my lips, while he covered our bodies with a duvet, as my eyes were already tired.
He looked at me with so much emotion and passion in his eyes when he spoke.
“I exist for you Isabella,” He said, and I stared at him deeply.
“Just for you muffin, only for you,” He added, and I grasped.