Page 57 of Bound to You

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Her cheeks flush at my words, and it’s fucking adorable.

I push her panties to the side, not waiting any longer to feel her. She’s soaking wet, my fingers move up her silky skin to tease her clit, and she bites down on her lip swallowing a moan.

I wrap my lips over hers as I circle my finger around her sensitive flesh. she kisses me with passion, moaning into my mouth, before I pull away.

“No one else is here, baby, so don’t you dare hold it in. I want to hear how much you’re enjoying this,” I say, looking right into those beautiful eyes before I slide two fingers inside of her, and she cries out following my instructions, her eyes never leaving mine. I curl my fingers brushing against her g-spot.

“Oh, Caio,” she breathes my name, wrapping one hand around my neck and tugging on my hair.

My dick is so hard it hurts, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Not with what’s happening in front of me. I’ll never get sick of seeing her like this.

I increase my pace, using my thumb to tease her clit as she grinds against my hand. “Look at you, riding my hand on my kitchen bench. Have you been thinking about this Isla?”

“Yes,” she breaths in between moans, nodding enthusiastically. This moment will be burned in my mind until the end of my existence I swear.

I capture her mouth in mine, her tongue brushing against mine with increased urgency as I feel her clenching around my fingers, I increase my pace, my fingers pumping in and out of her, giving her no reprieve as I continue to tease her clit at the same time.

She throws her head back moving her hips frantically against my hand and it’s the prettiest sight.

“Caio.” My name is a whimper on her lips as she nears her climax.

“Come for me, sweetheart,” I say. “Show me what you look like losing control.”

My words tip her over the edge as she cries out. Pleasure rolling through her as she comes down from her high, my name on her lips the entire time, satisfying my new possessive streak.

Her body is trembling when she finally looks me in the eyes. “I’ve never come so hard in my life,” she says.

“Well, I hope you’re not too tired, cause I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”

chapter twenty-three

ISLA

I squealas Caio lifts me into his arms and carries me through his apartment. My ears are blocked from the force of my orgasm. I wasn’t joking when I told him I’ve never come so hard in my life, sex has nevereverfelt like that before, and from what Caio said, that’s just the beginning.

I’ve never wanted someone so much before. I’ve never felt the need to be with someone so much that my body took over from my mind. My feet walked themselves here, I had no choice. My desire fully controlling my actions, no longer able to ignore the way Caio makes me feel, not after that kiss.

Another squeal escapes me as Caio drops me onto his soft bed. Fire sparking in his eyes, his dick is pushing against his jeans as he stands at the edge of the bed. It’s obvious that getting me off turned him on even more, and the thought makes me burn from the inside out.

I’ve never had someone enjoy pleasuring me like that.I’venever enjoyed being pleasured like that before.

It dawns on me now that I’m lying here in my underwear, and he is fully clothed. With anyone else I’d feel insecure, but not with Caio. Never with him.

I pull the zip down on my skirt leaving me in just my matching set, heat burns in Caio’s eyes as his gaze trails over my body, and it fills me with a newfound confidence. “Your turn.”

“You want this off baby?” He grabs the edge of his shirt, and I nod.

“You take it off me then.”

I shuffle over to the edge of the bed where he is standing, rising on my knees to meet his eyes. I start at the top, unbuttoning his shirt at a painful pace, but I don’t want to rush this, I want to savor this all-consuming feeling.

Caio’s fingers are teasing my waist, trailing from the band of my bra down to the edge of my panties and back up again, his touch so light it gives me goosebumps. My body reacts to his touch in a way that I’ve never known.

I pop the bottom button and his shirt falls open exposing the chest I’ve been aching to get my hands on. Desire pools in my stomach as I look up at him, his gaze worshipping, no one has ever looked at me how Caio is looking at me right now, and I don’t think I’ve ever looked at someone the way I’m looking back at him either.

I run my hand over his hard chest pushing his shirt off his shoulders, my touch never leaving his warm skin. I look down to his pants in question.

“You know the rule,” he says, mischief sparkling in his eyes. But what shines behind that is warmth. Care.

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