Page 147 of Enigma: The Complete Collection
By the time his thorough dedication is complete, my panties are drenched, and my nipples are capable of cutting diamonds. I’m not the only one getting carried away. When Isaac stands to his full height, his cock digs into my stomach. He’s the thickest I’ve ever seen him, and I can’t wait to taste him.
“I need hours, Isabelle.” His voice is hoarse with lust. It makes me even wetter. “But you need to rest.”
While my inner vixen screams vulgarities at the top of her lungs, I pout. Isaac smirks, loving my unashamed response. I'd make him pay for his ill-timed smile if his next set of words didn't steal the air from my lungs.
“I’m still going to fuck you, Isabelle.” His cocky confirmation sends a thrill of excitement to my core where it clusters and tightens. “It’ll just be hard and fast against that wall.” His commanding eyes flick to the only wall in the bathroom that doesn’t have some sort of contraption attached to it. “Then you’ll sleep, and I’ll have the remainder of the weekend to devour you.”
The scent of my arousal lingers in the air, revealing how close I am to the edge. One touch, one brush, one pound of his cock, and I’ll be toppling into orgasmic bliss. I should be ashamed of how aroused I am, but I’m not. After two weeks of turmoil, I’m going to soak up every little drop of attention he’s giving me, starting with his cock.
As I fall to my knees, I grasp his densely-veined shaft in my hand. Air whistles between his teeth when my tongue darts out to lap up the bead of precum pooling on his swollen knob.
“Fuck, Isabelle.” He rocks his hips forward, ramming inches of his delicious cock into my mouth. I take as much of him as I can, my lips burning from their wide stretch.
The grunted moans spilling from his lips make the burn worthwhile. He’s loving this as much as I am, appreciating that I’m just as incapable of harnessing my desires as he is. While sucking him down deep, I relish his musky scent. He smells so manly, so scrumptious, so toe-curling delectable. When I fail to get half of his impressive cock into my mouth, my hand works on the sections missing out. I drag it up and down his shaft in sync to my lips, taking him a little deeper with each suck I do.
My strokes become needy when his dirty mouth spurs on my pursuit to unravel him. I want him incapable of rational thoughts, to make him speechless like he forever makes me.
“God, Isabelle. Even in my dreams, it didn’t feel this good. Those lips, that mouth, your velvety tongue… I’ll never get enough.” His cock hardens with every word he speaks as does his grip on my hair. “I’m going to come in your mouth before coming in your tight pussy. Are you ready for that, Isabelle? Are you going to swallow my cum like you were born to do it?”
Our combined purrs of ecstasy bounce around the small bathroom. I stroke him harder, faster. I draw him into my mouth so deeply, I gag. It adds to the heat teeming between us. He loves nothing more than dominating me, and gagging on his big dick does precisely that. He feeds his cock in and out of my mouth, groaning when he hits the back of my throat.
When my tongue swirls around his knob, eagerly lapping up every delicious drop of liquid formed there, he begins to pant. The veins on his glorious cock throb, revealing he’s seconds from coming before the first spurts of seed violently erupt from his cock's head. My name tumbles from his mouth in a grunt as his clutch on my hair tightens. I milk him greedily, pumping him furiously with my hand as my throat works hard to swallow down every delicious drop of his cum.
Once his violent shudders dissipate, I release his cock from my lips with a pop, place a kiss on his God-crafted V muscle, then stand to my feet. I sway in an invisible breeze, my legs quivering so fiercely, I can barely stand. It would be easier if Isaac’s knee-buckling eyes weren’t staring straight at me. Add that to the delicious smirk etched on his handsome face, and you’ve got more than a panty-wetting situation.
Several heart-clenching seconds pass in silence as we participate in a lust-filled stare-down. My breaths are so ragged, my bra-covered chest thrusts up and down with every inhalation I take. When Isaac cups my cheek in his spare hand, I nuzzle into his embrace. After tracing the dip in my top lip, he arrows his mouth toward mine. Stars form in front of my eyes when the mouth that keeps me up for hours every night seals over mine. His kiss bursts with intensity, love, and devotion. Every lash of his tongue and nip of his teeth increases the dampness between my legs. It takes my breath away, making me feel weightless.
When my legs wrap around his waist, I capture his rough moan in my mouth. Without relinquishing my lips from his, Isaac carries me to the discolored, paint-peeled wall he gestured to earlier. With a flick of his fingers, my bra is unclasped and dumped onto the once white-tiled floor. With one hand cupping my ass, holding me in place, the other one slithers up my body, only stopping when he reaches my breast. He kneads and caresses it, stiffening my nipples to the point it's almost painful.
After a final nip to my bottom lip, Isaac inches back from my tingling mouth. His pupils are so large, I can see my reflection in them, and his plump lips are swollen from our kiss. “Lean back, baby. Let me see you.”
Flashbacks of the first time we had sex in the private jet rush to the forefront of my mind. He loves seeing me. If he could fondle me and watch me at the same time, I’m certain he would. When my back braces against the wall, my breasts are propelled into his face. He traps one of my erect nipples into his mouth before swiveling his tongue around the peaked bud. As his talented mouth speeds up my sprint to orgasm, I snap my eyes shut.
“Oh God… that feels so good.”
After paying dutiful attention to each of my breasts, he presses a trail of kisses up my chest, past my neck, and along my chin. My core tightens from his tantalizing tease, bringing me so close to ecstasy, my mind is nothing but a hazy blur of lust.
“More. Please. I can't wait any longer.”
“Not yet.” He tugs on my earlobe with his teeth before sucking it into his mouth. “I want to be inside you when you come. I want to feel your drenching wet pussy convulsing around me as you greedily milk me for my spawn, but more than anything, I want to hear my name torn from your pretty little throat like it did earlier tonight in your dreams.”
My eyes pop open before drifting to his. I stare at him in shock, unaware he heard my dream. When he takes in my bewilderment, the most delicious, roguish grin stretches across his sinful mouth. “I heard every perfect little moan. You were so close, I was tempted to strum your clit to get you over the line, but I was greedy. I wanted to feel you come, not just see it.”
The sexy, ruggedness of his voice nearly topples me into ecstasy. “If you still want to feel it, you better hurry because I'm dangerously close to the edge.”
In the blink of an eye, my panties are shredded off my body, and the crown of Isaac’s cock is braced at the entrance of my pussy. His intense, unique-colored eyes rake my torso before assessing my face, swelling my heart with the possessiveness beaming out of them.
He leans his forehead against mine, saying my name in a raspy groan when he slowly inches inside of me. A shiver surges through my body once he’s fully seated. After adjusting my hips to a better angle, his fingers digging into the fleshy meat on my sides, he withdraws to the tip. A groan shudders from my lips when he slams back in one fluid motion. My sex convulses around him, milking him as my mouth did his cock earlier.
“So silky and tight. Your pussy was built to be fucked by me, Isabelle.”
His dirty words and each precise stroke of his thick cock has the fiery warmth in my stomach amplifying. Even in the crisp, near-winter morning, my body is so overheated, and a fine layer of sweat is slicking my skin. My rush to climax is so frantic, my body tightens in fear, scared of spiraling out of control. It's genuinely terrifying how much my body relinquishes its power to Isaac.
Sensing my hesitation, Isaac says, “Let it go, baby,” while not once diminishing his relentless, mouth-watering pounds. He knows the hold he has on me. With his power and dominance, he knows my body solely belongs to him.
As shivers wreak havoc with my body, I lift and lock my eyes with his. When our gazes collide, I fall into the most violent, earth-shattering orgasm I’ve ever had. Shockwaves tremble through my body, and my vision blurs when a climax shreds through me so hard and fast, I can’t withhold the screams of ecstasy tearing from my throat.
“Fuck, Isabelle,” Isaac groans before sealing his mouth over mine.
