Page 56 of Bound to You

I grab the weekly paper from my bench and settle down on the couch trying my best to distract my mind, but I can’t. I might have to go for a run at this point and let some energy out of my system.

The intercom buzzing interrupts my thoughts.

“Caio, can I see you?” Isla’s voice floats through my apartment. My heart jumps at the sound of it. I quickly walk over and push the button to let her up.

The anticipation is utterly antagonizing as I stand here watching the numbers above the lift ascending, waiting to see those doors open so I can see those pretty eyes once more.

A ding resounds through the silent room as the doors slide open.

Any doubts riddling my mind are quickly remedied as I take in the sight in front of me. Isla is standing there in the lift, still wearing her uniform from Marina’s, meaning she came straight here.

Her breathing is rapid, her hair is frazzled like she’s been running her hands through it, one finger twirling with the ends of it. But what really gives her away is those eyes.

Pure desire emanates from her, her eyes are wild with lust, filling me up with confidence. Looks like she wasn’t as unaffected as she made out.

“You been thinking about me sweetheart?”

She nods silently, taking a step into my apartment. The heat growing between us with each step she takes, until she’s standing right in front of me, the look in her eyes hungry. No hint of the uncertainty from earlier.

“You want this?” I ask.

She nods again.

“I need to hear it, sweetheart.”

“I want you, Caio.”

A growl rips from my throat at the words I’ve been aching to hear, and I don’t waste another second before lifting her into my arms and carrying her further into my apartment, completely intent on erasing the word friend from her mind. She’s been using it far too often lately, and it’s time I remedy that.

I sit her on the kitchen counter, she doesn’t flinch at the cold stone against the back of her thighs.

Her little skirt is riding up her thighs as she sits patiently. I slide my hands down her legs before I set them on either side of her leaning in.

“Are you sure about this? I don’t want to do something you’ll regret in the morning. I know you’ve been trying to avoid this.” She looks away, but I grab her chin in my fingers, forcing her gaze back to mine. “I don’t want to start something that isn’t real.” I echo her words from earlier back to her.

The corner of her mouth curves in a smile, she grabs my hand placing it over her heart, mirroring our earlier interaction. “Does this feel real to you?” Her heart is thrashing against her chest, it makes me smile knowing mine is doing the same.

“I’m not going to regret this.” I see the truth in her eyes as her smile grows with anticipation, and I can’t hold back any longer.

My fingers tease the edge of her skirt, fiddling with the fabric that sits tight across her thighs. “I need you to tell me what you want.”

Her eyes flutter closed as a breath escapes her lips. “Touch me,” she says as I continue to tease her, my fingers slipping under that fabric to graze over the skin at the top of her thighs, an inch away from where she wants them. She opens her eyes looking up at me. “Please.”

That’s all it takes for me to give in to her. I take my hand off the counter to gently stroke the side of her face before I take her lips in mine. My other hand brushes over her lace panties, they’re drenched. A satisfied hum escapes me. “Is this all for me, Isla?”

She nods, a whimper coming from her as I run my fingers up and down the lace, creating friction. I use my other hand to slide her skirt all the way up her hips, exposing the red panties underneath.

Fuck me.

“Are these for me too?” She nods once more. “Use your words sweetheart.”

“Yes,” she says, her head hanging back as I stroke back and forth, giving me the perfect view of her chest heaving in front of me.

I tug on the edge of her shirt. “This, off, now.”

She looks at me, pure desire controlling her as she lifts her shirt over her head, treating me to the view of a matching lace red bra holding her perfect tits in place.

My dick gets even harder than it already is imagining her putting this sexy little set on with the hope that I might see it.

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