Page 103 of Isaia

My arms wrap around his neck, clinging to him as he carries me to the ledge, the cool stone pressing against my lower back ashe sets me down, his hands already working the slit of my dress higher, baring my legs to the night air.

“You drive me fucking insane,” he growls, gripping my thighs, spreading them wide as he steps between them. “Do you have any idea what you do to me? How much I want to tear you apart and make you mine over and over again until you can’t think of anyone else?”

His words are a brand against my skin, each one searing and irrevocable.

My head falls back as he kisses down my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh just enough to make me shiver. And when he cups my breast, squeezing, claiming, it’s like flames lick their way all the way down to my core.

“Isaia.” I gasp as his fingers find the edge of my panties, tearing through them with no effort at all.

“Such fine lace deserves a more patient lover,” he murmurs, then slides a finger through my slit, causing me to moan through parted lips, and I sink my nails into his shoulders, afraid I’m losing my mind.

“Jesus, Everly. Your cunt’s a wet fucking mess.” The pad of his thumb circles my clit, and I cry out, my hips bucking against his hand. “This is all for me, isn’t it? The hot slick of your pussy? Say it’s all fucking mine.”

“Yes,” I breathe, trembling as his fingers slip inside me, filling me with a pressure that’s both unbearable and intoxicating. “It’s yours, Isaia. All yours.”

“Good girl.”

God, every time he calls me that it’s like a molten shard of pleasure lodged right into my center.

With greedy hands, his fingers move inside me, slowly at first, then faster, until I'm moaning against his mouth, twisting my fingers into his hair as pleasure spirals to every corner of my body.

“Look at you, falling apart for me already.”

Abruptly, his fingers are gone, and he’s grabbing my waist, lifting me onto the ledge with nothing to keep me from falling.

My heart lurches in my chest, fear licking up my spine as he grabs my jaw, squeezing his fingers into my cheeks. His eyes are the darkest I've ever seen them.

“Are you scared, troublemaker?”

Through the hum of my body and lust singing in my veins, there’s a thread of terror. So I nod, unable to form words.

“Talk, Everly,” he demands. “Say what it is you feel. What it is you want.”

I place my hands on the edge, my palms flat. “I’ve never been more terrified in my life,” I whisper. “Not of you, but because I’m incapable of walking away from you.”

It’s like the tether snaps, and control breaks when he slams his mouth over mine so hard our teeth clash. We’re both moaning into the kiss, wholly absorbed in the lust-drenched tangle of tongues and heavy breaths.

His hand snakes under my skirt, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of my thigh as he hoists me higher onto the balcony ledge.

Fear is there, right beneath the surface of my desire, and it only amplifies everything else. The thrill of being on the edge of everything, the brink of an abyss. Knowing this man holds all the power to topple me over is a dizzying cocktail of chaos and ecstasy.

I gasp when his hand is between my legs again, fingers sliding through wet flesh, then sinking inside me, curling to hit that sweet spot that makes me gasp and writhe.

It’s faster now, the way he finger-fucks me, the sound of my wet pussy slick as his palm slams against it.

“Your cunt’s gushing for me, baby. You want my cock?”

With nails digging into the fabric of his suit jacket, pleasure coils tight and hot in my belly.

“Please,” I whisper, the word slipping out before I can stop it.

Isaia pulls his hand away, and I whimper at the loss, but the sound turns into a gasp as he unbuckles his belt, the metallic clink echoing in the quiet night.

“Please, Isaia. I need you,” I pant.

“You don’t need to beg,” he rasps as he frees his cock, the thick length of it making my breath catch. “You’ve already got me on my fucking knees.”

The second his cock presses at my entrance, my eyes roll closed, the anticipation biting into my senses, seducing me into a trance.

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