Page 45 of Violent Attraction

“That smile you’re wearing tells me that you’re up to no good.”

“Always when it comes to you, bella.”

With the toy in hand, I get on the bed, spreading Isabella’s legs open and getting situated.

She is looking at me with wide eyes, a tinge of fear swimming in them but the lust is overpowering it.

“Trust me, Isabella. This will be more for your pleasure than it will be for mine. Since you said that you like it when I was in control and all.”

She nods, leaning back and relaxing.

I turn on the toy, the smile that she said I was wearing, growing.

Her legs are open and nothing is in the way, and I don’t hesitate to put the toy on her uncovered pussy.

A sweet moan rings out over the vibrations, and I watch as her head gets thrown back and her eyes close.

“Tell me what you think about when you are using this.” I run the little device up and down her slit, her arousal coating the silicone.

“I-I,” she stutters a bit, letting out a moan before she can let out a word.

“Tell me.” I press the toy to her clit, this time I gifted with a whimper.

Her breathing is getting labored but she is able to speak. “I think about you,” she pauses to let out a moan, “doing things to me.”

“What am I doing to you?”

“You lick me.” I can do some licking right about now.

I move her nightgown further up her body, exposing her stomach and finally her breast.

Her glorious full tits stare back at me asking for attention, but at the moment I have more pressing things at hand.

“What else do I do?”

I move the toy from her clit down to her entrance, teasing her a bit before I move the toy further down and circle it around her puckered hole. The second she feels it there, her eyes spring open.

“What else do I do, bella?” I ignore her stare and continue to move the toy, applying more pressure.

“You fuck me,” she’s breathless, her chest moving more rapidly.

“How do I fuck you?” I move the toy back up, coating the toy even more with her arousal. She liked the pressure she was getting.

“With your tongue.” Moan. “With your fingers.” Whimper. “With your cock.” A tremble.

“I can do all three.”

She’s on the edge of combustion, I can tell by the way her legs are shaking and I haven’t touched her yet.

I pull the toy away from her body and leave the bed.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she groans out.

I just give her a smirk and start to undress. “I’m in control, remember?”

I undress as slowly as possible, making her more and more impatient.

“Take the nightgown off.” I order and within seconds, she whips it off and she is left sitting there completely nude.

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