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After throwing the belt away, I turn Isabella around so her face is at eye level with my chest. Then, I lower myself onto my knees and bring Isabella’s head closer to me. She smiles that beautiful devilish smile of hers and begins to lick me. I fist my fingers through her hair and use every ounce of control I have not to thrust into her mouth.
I want this to last. I want her to remember every last second. Because here in my dreams, not only is Isabella completely and wholly mine, but nothing else matters. Except for the feel of her smooth and capable tongue running down the length of my shaft. And the sound of her heavy breathing, like music to my ears.
Isabella looks up at me, her bright eyes filled with hunger and determination. “How does it feel, sir?”
My grip on her hair tightens as I swing my hips back and forth. “It needs more.”
With that, I thrust into her mouth, and Isabella takes all of me in. Her tongue moves quickly as if her life depends on it, and a thick fog of desire settles over me. I ease in and out of her in quick, precise movements, pushing us both closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. Wave after wave of desire builds within me.
Her eyes water, and Isabella gags, but she doesn’t stop. Instead, she presses her wrists into the sand, giving herself better balance.
I see white and go still when Isabella begins to move her head back and forth, her teeth just barely grazing my tip. There is a low ringing in my ears as I tug on the back of Isabella’s head, forcing her to stop. She licks her bruised red lips and gives me a confused look. I flip her onto her knees and position myself behind her.
When I thrust into Isabella, something in me snaps.
A fierce gust of wind rips past, and her skin breaks out into goosebumps. She whimpers when I ease out and slam back into her. Again and again, I bring her closer to the edge of release, and all Isabella can do is cry out for me.
She’s as desperate for me as I am for her. I am drunk on adrenaline, and the feel of her wet juices wrapped around me. I am invincible.
Isabella twists her head over her shoulders and bucks against me. “Oh, Carter. Mmm, yes.”
I grip the back of her neck and push her head forward. “Be quiet, dove. And let me fuck you.”
A part of me knows I’m not going to bring Isabella back this way. I can’t fuck the pain and guilt out of her system.
But I can sure as hell try.
So I continue to ease in and out of her, my slow and practiced movements growing wild and reckless. I dig my nails into her waist, my knees digging into the sand beneath my feet. Isabella is crying out now, her moans carried away by the wind. Sand and dust are being kicked up in every direction, but none of it matters.
Not when I bury my face against the small of her back and squeeze my eyes shut. Still, my release feels frustratingly out of reach.
I remove my head and wind my fingers through Isabella’s hair. Then I pull her head back and press kisses to the side of her neck. Isabella hisses, her heavy breathing echoing inside of my head. The smell of her sweat and perfume wafts up my nostrils as she writhes and spasms, the force of her orgasm ripping through her.
When she goes slack, I give a few more quick thrusts and empty myself into her.
Isabella’s arms tremble as she pitches forward and groans. Then she twists onto her back and stares up at me, her entire body slick with sweat and a strange smile on her face. I lean forward to kiss her, and she lingers, her arms coming up around my neck. My chest tightens as I pull back and collapse onto the sand next to her. In the distance, seagulls cry out to each other, and the waves crash against the shore.
She tucks herself into my side, and I enjoy the warmth of the sun on my face.
When Isabella props herself up to look at me, my eyes are still closed. She presses a kiss to my forehead, and my hands move to her waist. Isabella says something else, but I can’t make out what she’s saying. I force one eye open and then the other, only to find myself alone on the beach.
Dark clouds gather on the horizon, and the sun is nowhere to be found.
I jolt up, cup my hands together, and call out for Isabella.
As I race across the sand, the wind slapping me across the face, more and more dark clouds gather, and a streak of yellow lightning lights up the sky. Abruptly, I stop in the middle of the beach, sink to my knees, and stare at the angry waves gathering momentum.
I squeeze my eyes shut again, murmur something unintelligible under my breath, and exhale.
When I blink, I’m sitting up in bed, my heart hammering unsteadily against my chest and Isabella’s soft breathing filling the air around me. Slowly, I rub my hands over my eyes, and my surroundings come into focus, revealing the door to the connecting bathroom propped open, a pile of clothes on a chair in front of the desk, and a half-shaped moon outside the window.
With a grunt, I throw myself back against the mattress and release a deep breath.
It isn’t until I glance down that I realize how hard I am.
Frowning, I twist onto my side and stare at Isabella’s sleeping form, curled onto her side, with her shorts barely covering her ass and a see-through white shirt. I inch closer to Isabella and run a finger down the length of her back. She shivers and shifts closer to me, mumbling something in her sleep. Slowly, I bridge the distance between us and push her hair forward, exposing the back of her neck.
When I press a kiss there, Isabella doesn’t react. My fingers sink into her waist, and I pepper her neck with hot-open-mouthed kisses. For a long moment, nothing else happens.
