Page 89 of The Veil

“Living in a bighouselike that alone, is what's weird,Sir,” I winked.

Spinning, he reached out, grabbing the blanket before I could walk inside. It fell to the floor and his eyes trailed hungrily up and down my body.Heat began to instantly form between my legs as he clutched my hand then jerked me into his body.

“You know what that word does to me,” he growled as he placed his lips next to my ear. “I’ve warned you many times before.”

Smirking, a sense of bravery rose within me. “And yet you have on way more clothes than you should.” I scraped my fingernails down his shirt with enough pressure to cause a sensation on his skin.

He leaned me backward just a bit, nibbling my neck, growling, “You want me naked?”

“If I had my way, you'd always be naked,” I hissed as his stubble tickled my nape.

I stood Isabelle straight. She immediately ran her fingertips under my shirt, teasing me as she stroked inside the hem of my slacks.Her touch felt unreal causing me to involuntarily shiver.She gazed into my eyes as she pulled my black t-shirt over my head. Dropping it to the floor, she bit her bottom lip, never taking her eyes off my tight, rippled abs.

I peered out at the skyline and buildings, wondering if anyone could see us from here. I did not want anyone looking at her, but it made this moment much more spontaneous and interesting. Knowing people could be spying on us, was a bit erotic.

I was completely into this new venture. Here we were, out on the penthouse terrace, about to do unholy things in front of whoever would be able to see us; anyone from other tall buildings or low flying planes, arriving at both Heathrow and Gatwick airports.

Suddenly, she took me by surprise when she bent over, kissing my abdomen then slowly trailed her tongue over each muscle as she unbuckled my belt. I felt it snapping through each of the belt loops, as she slid it off my pants. Raising up with a devilish grin on her face, she rolled my belt around her hand then handed it to me.She craned her neck, placing her lips next to my ear.

“I believe you know how to use this,Sir.”

“Fuck!”I growled, yanking her to my mouth.I bit her bottom lip, before harshly facing her away from me. ”Yes, and this time we're going to play a different game.” I brushed her hair off her shoulder, sprinkling her neck with small kisses. “You might want a safe word.”

She tried to turn and face me, but I held her in place.

“Isabelle,” I muttered, “pick a safe word.”

She shook her head, rasping, “I won't need one with you.” Leaning her head back against my chest, she peered up at me, smiling, “Safe words are limitations and wimps.” She moved her hips in a figure eight against my already erect bulge. “I don't want you to hold back.”

I spun her around quickly to face me, wrapping my fingers around her throat, but only gently applying pressure. “Pick a safe word Isabelle!”

She grinned hungrily with a mischievous gaze in her lust filled eyes. “No,Sir,” she swallowed hard, “no safe word. Do with me as you desire, Valentino.”

“As you wish, Darling.”

Pulling my hand away, I spun her body facing away from me, seeing her reflection in the glass doors. She smirked while I secured her hands behind her body tightly, wrapping my belt around her wrists. I drew my hand back, swiping it across her bare round bottom. She jumped, yelping at the unsuspected contact on her flesh. Ipushed her chest over to the railing of the balcony, bending her over the edge.

Leaning forward I whispered, “You are going to wish you had one.”

I spanked her five more times and each time she yelped, more of her wetness, slowly trickled down her thighs.I smirked proudly at my accomplishment as she attempted to grind her rear on my erection.

I shivered every time this man spoke to me whether it was in my ear or not. His tone, combined with his accent, kept me weak in the knees.His touch crashed blissful waves of ecstasy over my body every time he pleasured me. I bowed forward against the terrace railing, eagerly anticipating his next move, quivering as he preyed on my yearning body.

His hand slowly slid up the center of my back with a mildly scratchy object intertwined with his fingers as he trailed my spine. Placing the object in front of my face, he held it out for me to see. Immediately, I recognized it.

I could still somewhat see through little holes as he pulled it against my eyes.Shivering, I remembered the recent past of having to wear this in his home. While this did feel remarkably familiar to me, it brought a whole new sensation to me this time as I knew who was on the other side.I sucked in a sharp breath as the knot on the back of my head got tighter.

“Too tight?”

“No,” I squeaked as I felt more increasing warmth and wetness between my legs.

“What a shame.”

A devilish grin spread across my face as I started to experience the darker side of him.He formed a ponytail with my hair, holding it in his hand as he reached down between my legs with the other.He quickly tapped the bottom of my backside.

“Spread.”

I obeyed, separating my legs shoulder length apart. I moaned, feeling his hand trailing up my thigh, pinching my pearl, then repeating on the other leg.Forcefully pressing his hand on my slit, he circled my opening causing me to tremble. That sensation was quickly replaced by him slamming two fingers into me hard and deep.I let out an involuntary gasp while crying out in pleasure at the same time.

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