Page 102 of The Cost of Silence

I kiss her back, peeling the dress up her legs and away, following the line of her body with my mouth, savoring every shiver she gives me, every quiet gasp that says she wants more.

Her nipples are tight peaks that make my mouth water, so I give in and take one into my mouth, sucking until she arches into me on a moan. My hands cup her curvy ass, squeezing the soft globes as I lick and suck on her pretty nipples. Her head tips back, her eyes closing as she holds on tight. I press into her, letting her feel how hard she makes me. She tastes like chocolate and wine, and her skin warms beneath my touch in a way thatfeels personal, almost private. The best part is how her scent lingers on our sheets, in our space, making this place a home.

I trail my hand back up to her wet heat barely hidden beneath thin lace. Her pussy is soft and silky and sweet, so fucking sweet. I pull back and watch her expression, hair wild from my fingers, lips bruised and swollen, eyes greener tonight under the light and watching me with so much trust, it almost guts me. Fucking hell, she’s beautiful. I’ve never been this hungry with anyone. I want to fuck her every second of every day. I want to pound into her until my come marks her, until she’s dripping with my seed. A wave of need rolls over me, and I plunge two fingers inside her soaking cunt, pumping them furiously.

It’s not enough, I want her everywhere.

“Sit on my face, Belle.” I pull her panties off, and she crawls up the bed until her cunt is above my mouth, her scent everywhere. Gripping her thighs, I pull her down onto my tongue and feast. Her head falls back on a loud moan, her hand gripping my hair as she rolls her hips into my face, riding me.

“Fuck, yes.”

She’s soaked, dripping into my mouth, and I lick it up, tasting her and groaning because, fuck, she tastes like heaven. How did I go so long without this woman in my life? My tongue drives up, circling around, and my nose presses on her tight clit. She wiggles on my face back and forth, fucking herself, taking her pleasure.

“More.” It comes out as a whisper. “Please, sir. I need to feel your cock inside me.”

My cock throbs the moment she calls me sir, and I nearly explode when she says she needs to feel me. I reach and pull my zipper down, freeing my cock from its confines, and squeeze it so I don’t come right now. I lift her a little and spread her wider so she’s completely open to me. My tongue strikes a path, rimming her asshole and playing with her opening, all the way up to herclit, where I suck her between my lips. Her hips buck, and her hand in my hair tightens until it stings.

“Oh, God. Yes!”

She rides my face like a fucking pro, and I swear I’ve never been more turned on in my life.

“I want to come, Nico. I want to come so bad. All over your face.”

“Then do it, Isabella. Let me swallow your cum.”

“Ah!” She falls backward, bracing her hands on my thighs to hold herself up so she can watch me eat her out like a starving man. I devour her cunt like it’s my last meal. I hum and groan and lick and kiss and suck and even use my teeth. I want her thinking about this tomorrow every time she sits down. Her pussy spasming with empty need.

“You’re such a tease.” I spank her ass. Hard. “Come on me. I need to taste you.” And she does. With those words, she comes on my face, rocking her hips and pussy into my mouth as I take her over the edge on a scream.

Before her orgasm ends, I lift her from my face, shift her again, and slam her down on my cock.

“Fuck! Nico! Oh fuck, that feels good!” Her pussy pulses around my cock, squeezing it with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

“Shit.” I grip her hips, stilling her movement. I wasn’t prepared for that.

“Nico?”

I hold up a finger. “I need a second. You feel too good.”

I flip her over making her yelp. My hands grip her wrists, and I lock them above her head as I glide back into her, pumping into her a few times before I pull out, much to her chagrin. I climb off the bed, and go to my walk-in.

“What are you doing?”

I laugh under my breath. “I told you I have a surprise for you.”

“What is it?”

I shake my head as I open a drawer, pulling out a few items. I shut the drawer and return to my girl. Her eyes widen with eagerness when she sees what I’m holding, and she props herself up with her elbows, her gorgeous tits inviting.

Her fingers run along the butt plug with a purple jewel, and silver vibrating bullet, before landing on the bottle of lube. “You bought these for me?”

“Do you want to play??”

“Hell, yes, I want to play.” Her eyes meet mine. “I trust you, and I want to play.”

“Are you going to be a good girl for me and keep still?”

“Yes.”