Page 49 of Enigma: The Final Chapter
“Wider.”
He places his hands on my inner thighs and pries them apart until one of my legs dangles off the seat while the other is pushed against the leather backrest. Usually, I'd feel exposed in a pose like this, but from the avid gleam in Isaac’s eyes, my vulnerability is disregarded just as quickly as my clothes were.
My thighs shake when he runs his index finger through the folds of my pussy. He coats his finger with my arousal before sliding it inside. The walls of my vagina clench around him, loving how full I feel even with it just being his finger.
When his finger stops a mere millimeter from the sweet spot inside of me, I thrust up my hips, demanding more.
“Patience, Isabelle.”
A shiver jolts down my spine from the deep rasp of his voice.
As his thumb hovers above my throbbing clit, his eyes command my attention. When he gets them, he says, “If your eyes leave mine, I'll remove all contact. Do you understand?”
I nod, my body thrilled and ravenous, dying for him to touch me, mark me, and claim me.
“Say it, Isabelle.”
“Yes. I understand.”
The urge to snap my eyes shut is overwhelming when his spare hand thrusts my sex onto his mouth so he can suck my swollen clit. I buck against him when his tongue dips deep inside, tasting me around his stationary finger. The leisured pace of his tongue is already driving me wild, so imagine how crazy it gets when his motionless finger begins thrusting at the same slow pace.
He takes his time, building my pleasure with every perfect stroke of his finger and lash of his tongue, devouring me as only he ever has.
“Whose pussy is this, Isabelle? Who does it belong to?” The vibration of his deep voice against my pussy lips makes my clit ache.
“You.” My voice is hoarse since it’s been strangled by lust. “It belongs to you.”
My thigh muscles tense when he nips my clit before his tongue soothes the arousing sting. After devouring me for several core-clenching minutes, his head lifts, and his dark eyes stare into mine. They’re beaming with the jealousy I expected earlier.
The darkness clouding his eyes deepens when he licks his lips, tasting the evidence of my excitement on his mouth. “Did you forget who it belonged to when you were dancing with Colby?”
Strands of my hair cling to my sweaty neck when I shake my head, denying his statement. I gasp when his finger re-enters me deeper until he finds the sweet spot inside. The walls of my pussy clench around his finger, greedily fucking his digit as my race to climax kicks up a notch. He’s abandoned his earlier pace. Now he’s finger-fucking me without restraint.
“You danced with him with your pussy bare, begging it to be touched, fucked, consumed.”
“I danced with him… as a friend. He didn’t… touch me,” I say between pants of breath.
He quickens his thrust, making my vision hazy and my stomach quiver in anticipation. A low, growling moan builds deep within my chest when his thumb grinds down on my oversensitive clit. He flicks it three times, bringing me within an inch of the finish line.
“He wants to touch you, Isabelle. He wants to fuck you, to have you bare and naked in front of him like you are now.”
My brain is too clouded by the intense orgasm building to form a response. I’m too far gone chasing my climax to formulate words, much less an entire sentence. I’m so close to falling, one foot is already off the ledge, so you can imagine my anger when Isaac suddenly withdraws his fingers from my clenching sex.
My inner vixen screams vulgarities at the top of her lungs as my heavy eyelids flutter open. Isaac is staring down at me with his jaw set in a hard line and his nostrils flaring. It’s a panty-drenching visual that almost finishes what his fingers started.
“Do you want to fuck Colby? Are you wishing it was him between your legs right now?”
“No, never,” I respond breathlessly. “I’ll never want anyone but you. You’ve ruined me for anyone else. I’ll onlyeverwant you.”
His jaw stays set, but the relentless tick inflicting it decreases. “That’s right. You'remine. Every inch of you ismine.”
I nod. With my shrewdness blinded by lust, I'd agree to anything right now.
Isaac grins, pleased by my agreeing gesture before unfastening the button of his trousers and sliding down his zipper. My mouth waters when he fists his rock-hard shaft to give it a long stroke. The veins on his cock are bulging, and his knob is glistening with pre-cum. He's the thickest I’ve ever seen him. I lick my lips while staring unashamedly at the awe-inspiring vision in front of me.
“Do you want to taste me, Isabelle?”
I eagerly nod. “Please.”
