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 into the bathroom from his authoritative gaze. Isaac grasps my chin with his index finger and thumb, tilting my face upwards, so his mesmerizing eyes can peer into mine. “Okay?”
A smile tugs my lips higher, loving that he is seeking permission, instead of demanding like he usually does with his staff.
“Okay,” I respond breathlessly.
My gaze floats down his body, absorbing every dip, plane, and carved muscle. Isaac’s body is….pure perfection. His lust-riddled gaze evaluates my body with just as much desire. My pulse quickens when my vigorous assessment has me reaching his beautiful, thick shaft. The tip is glistening with liquid, exposing his eagerness for our fire-sparking reunion.
Not giving Isaac the chance to protest, I drop to my knees and grasp his densely veined cock in my hand. He hisses when my tongue darts out to lap up the bead of pre-cum on his big swollen knob.
“Fuck, Isabelle,” he moans as his hips rock forward, ramming inches of his delicious cock into my mouth.
My mouth waters over the grunted moans spilling from his lips. I absorb his delicious taste and musky scent. He smells so manly, so scrumptious, so toe-curling delectable.
My strokes become needy when Isaac’s 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.” Isaac’s cock hardens with every word he speaks, as does his grip on my hair.
Our combined purrs of ecstasy bounce around the small bathroom. I stroke him harder and faster before drawing him into my mouth so deeply my cheeks hollow. My tongue swirls around his knob, eagerly lapping up every delicious drop of liquid formed there.
He begins to pant more roughly, the veins on his glorious cock throbbing seconds before the first hot spurt of seed violently erupts from his swollen cock’s head. My name tumbles from his mouth in a grunt as his clutch on my hair tightens. My hand milks him greedily while my tongue laps up every delicious drop of his cum.
Once his violent shudders dissipate, I place a kiss on the God-crafted ridge of his V muscle before standing in front of him. I sway in an invisible breeze, my legs quivering so fiercely I can barely stand. Isaac’s knee-buckling gaze stares into mine. He has the most delicious smirk carved on his handsome face.
Heart-clenching seconds pass in silence as we participate in a lust-filled stare-down. My breaths become so ragged, my bra-covered chest thrusts up and down with every breath I take.
Time stills when Isaac cups my cheek with his large hand. Instinctively, I nuzzle into his embrace. Stars form in front of my eyes when his warm, inviting mouth sears mine. His kiss is bursting with intensity, love, and devotion. Every lash of his tongue and nip of his teeth increases the dampness between my legs. His kiss takes my breath away and makes me weightless.
I capture his rough moan in my mouth when my legs wrap around his sweat-glistening waist. Not relinquishing my mouth from his tender and passionate kiss, Isaac carries me to the discolored, paint-peeling wall he gestured to earlier.
With a flick of his fingers, my bra is unclasped and discarded onto the white, stained tiled floor. One of Isaac’s hands cups my ass cheek, holding me in place, while the other one leisurely slithers up my body until stopping to grasp my breast. After one last nip on my bottom lip, Isaac pulls back from my tingling mouth. His pupils are large, and his plump lips are swollen from our heated kiss.
“Lean back, baby,” he instructs, his voice a soft and seductive purr.
Flashbacks of the first time we had sex in the private jet comes rushing to the forefront of my mind as I follow his instruction. Isaac’s mouth traps one of my erect nipples the instant my breasts are propelled into his face from my brash movement. My eyes snap shut as his talented tongue and mouth have me sprinting toward orgasmic bliss.
After paying dutiful attention to each of my heavy breasts, Isaac places a trail of kisses on my chest, past my neck, and along my chin. My coil tightens from his tantalizing tease. I'm so close to freefalling, I’m unbalanced, my mind nothing but a hazy blur.
“Not yet,” Isaac whispers while nibbling on my earlobe. “I want to be inside of you when you come. I want to feel your drenching wet pussy convulsing and greedily milking me, while my name comes moaning out of your pretty little mouth as it did earlier tonight in your dreams.”
My cloudy eyes snap to his.He heard my dreams?Isaac’s hooded eyes lift from glancing at my lips to stare into my eyes. He has the most delicious, roguish grin etched on his sinful mouth. “I heard every perfect little moan,” he confirms, answering my silent question.
The sexiness of his voice and the roughness of his five o’clock shadow brushing against the sensitive skin on my neck nearly topples me into ecstasy.
“Then you better hurry,” I stammer out, my voice wispy and hush.
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. My heart swells from the possessiveness beaming out of his eyes.
A raspy moan tears from my mouth when he inches inside me, not stopping until I’m deliciously full. A shiver surges through my body, bristling every fine hair covering my skin. After adjusting the position of my hips to a better angle, Isaac withdraws his cock to the tip before slamming back into me in one fluid motion. A groan shudders from my lips as my sex convulses.
With every precise stroke of Isaac’s thick cock, the fiery warmth in my stomach amplifies. Even in the crisp winter morning, my body is so overheated, 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 is truly 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 pounding.
He knows the hold he has on me sexually. With his power and his dominance, he knows my body solely belongs to him.
