Page 53 of Enigma: The Complete Collection
“You’re about to become one.”
I roll my eyes at his pigheadedness, but the lash of his tongue on my gaped mouth has them freezing halfway.
Our kiss is furiously violent as the pent-up sexual frustration the past two days is unleashed. I yank his white business shirt out of his trousers before fumbling with the pearl buttons. When the buttons refuse to cooperate with my trembling hands, I clasp his shirt and rip it open.
Isaac groans into my mouth when buttons sprawling onto the polished wooden floor tinkle around us.
“That shirt cost way more than you think!”
I tug on his black leather belt. “I’m sure you can afford another.”
My blood thickens when his chuckle rumbles through my pussy. Through a stimulating blur of bites, sucks, and kisses, I find myself trapped between the wall and him. Gripping my thighs, he curls my legs around his waist. I grind my sensitive clit along the ridges of his erect cock, my patience to feel him inside me stretching thin.
“Do you have a condom?” I ask, praying to the Lord he has some form of protection. I’ll never forgive myself if I have to stop this now.
He smirks before slipping his hand into his pocket. My lips tug into a victorious grin when he produces a Trojan condom. The tingles wreaking havoc with my core grow when he rolls the condom down his gorgeously thick cock.
Once it’s in place, he raises his eyes to mine. Air leaves my lungs in a rush when he shreds my panties off my body in one rapid movement, their frail material no match to his brutal force.
“You’re buying me another pair.” I pull his lips to mine by his sweat-drenched head.
“It will be my pleasure,” Isaac talks over my mouth.
Cupping my ass cheeks in his hands, he guides my body backward until my torso is leaning on the wood-paneled wall. My breasts thrust forward when my arms band around his shoulders. When the head of his cock brushes the entrance of my wet sex, my eyes drift to the bed.
Noticing my gaze, Isaac mutters, “Next time.”
A smile stretches across my face, pleased there will be a next time.
“Hold on, baby, this is going to hurt.”
My nails dig into Isaac’s shoulders when he impales me in one ardent thrust. Tears spring to my eyes as I struggle to acclimate to taking a man of his size without adequate preparation.
Sensing my hesitation, Isaac remains motionless, giving me time to adjust to the sheer girth of him. Although my body is stinging with pain, it’s also aching in pleasure at being the fullest it’s ever been.
My cheeks heat when Isaac murmurs, “Fuck, you’re tight.”
Suddenly, he stiffens before his eyes rocket to mine. No words need to escape his lips. His freaked expression is questioning enough.
“Thank fuck,” he mutters when I shake my head at his unspoken question.
It’s been a while since I’ve participated in sexual activities, but I’m definitely not a virgin.
He adjusts my position to a better angle before asking, “You ready?”
Instead of gracing him with a reply, I squeeze his cock with the walls of my pussy. The raspy moan roaring from his throat nearly makes me combust on the spot, much less his cock slowly inching out of me.
The first few pumps of his thick shaft are painful, but the pleasure far outweighs the discomfort. My orgasm builds with every relentless pound, and I’m soon quivering without restraint.
My body coils tight, striving for release as my moans turn husky. When Isaac pulls down my bra and traps my nipple in his warm mouth, I throw my head against the wall. Maintaining his tempo that’s driving me into a quivering, blubbering mess, his skillful tongue teases my nipples into hardened peaks.
I’m moments away from falling into orgasmic bliss, my body heightened beyond belief.
“Eyes on me, Isabelle,” Isaac demands when the power of our exchange overwhelms me so much my eyelids flutter shut.
Snapping my eyes back open, I tighten my grip around his shoulders, afraid I may topple to the ground during ecstasy.
“I’ve got you,” Isaac advises, sensing my concern.
