Prologue
Isabel
I was awakened by the sound of a soothing, rumbling voice. “Wake up, beautiful.”
My eyes fluttered open to reveal the outline of a familiar figure. “You’re back,” I sighed as he loomed over me.
Though the room was dim, I could make out the grin spreading across his face. “Did you think the party was the last time you were going to see me?”
I answered his question with a nod. “Well no need to worry,” he murmured in my ear. “I am drawn to you like a moth is to a flame. I had to see you again.”
He brushed his lips softly across mine, prompting a moan to escape from my lips. Pulling back, he smiled smugly as my cheeks turned red. “You look so sexy when you blush.”
I rolled my eyes and tugged my hands through his hair, never able to figure out what color it was because it was too dark. “Shut up and fuck me already,” I whispered huskily.
He chuckled. “As you wish, princess,” he whispered before pressing his lips to mine once more.
I moaned softly as his tongue plunged into my mouth. I felt his hands reach up to cup my breasts as our tongues clashed. He pinched my nipples through the thin fabric of my nightgown, causing me to cry out. I could feel his hard cock pressing up against my stomach. I smirked against his lips and reached down, grasping his cock through the fabric of his pants.
He groaned, pulling his lips from mine. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to move tomorrow.”
“Is that a promise?” I teased.
He smirked and, tightly gripping the material of my nightgown, ripped it apart. “That was my favorite,” I whined.
“I’ll buy you a new one,” he grunted, palming my breasts in his big hands.
I watched as he leaned down to capture a stiff nipple in his mouth, the leather of his mask brushing against my chest. I whimpered as he bit down gently on the aching bud. “Fuck,” I hissed.
His tongue twirled around my nipple, before sliding down farther until his face was level with my sex. He ran his finger along the wet spot of my panties. “You’re so wet,” he said huskily. “Wet for me.”
He grasped the hem of my panties and tugged them down, pulling them off my legs. He spread my legs, kissing the insides of my thighs as he did. I could feel the cool leather of his mask rub against my skin once more, and I whined with wanton need. He chuckled softly. “Impatient little one,” he murmured.
I growled in frustration. He chuckled once more before his head moved between my thighs. I felt his stubble tickle my pussy, right before his tongue sought out my clit. I moaned, sinking my hands into his hair as he ran his tongue along my slit. “Do you like that, baby?” He asked, licking me once more.
“Yes,” I cried with pleasure.
He did it once more before delving his tongue between my wet folds. I could feel the pleasure surging through me, almost overwhelming I could have come then and there. I squeezed his head between my thighs, whimpering and moaning as his tongue plunged into my pussy again and again. I gripped his hair harder, enough to make him groan in pain. “You taste so good, princess,” he murmured appreciatively.
“I’m gonna come,” I whined.
He lapped at my juices before whispering, “Come for me,” and I came apart in his hands as his tongue delved into me once more.
Once I came down from my orgasm, he smirked up at me, his lips wet from my come. He leaned over me and kissed me, allowing me to taste myself as his tongue made its way into my mouth. I kissed him back passionately, tugging on his hair. He pulled away and smiled. “Are you ready for me, princess?”
I nodded. “Fuck me.”
He winked and, leaning back, produced a foil packet out from his pocket. I sat up and undid his pants, pushing them down so his erection sprang out, before taking the packet from him. I ripped it open and rolled the condom down his shaft, my fingers tracing the veins on his cock as I rolled the condom down. He growled and placed his hands on my waist, flipping over so that he was on his back and I was straddling his hips. “Ride me, baby.”
I nodded and leaned forward, positioning his cock at my entrance. I slid down, moaning softly as he filled me. He groaned with me. “Fuck, princess, you’re so tight.”
My pussy contracted around him, prompting another grunt to escape from his lips. I smirked and, just barely lifting off him, began grinding on his cock. He tilted his head back and moaned. “Just like that, Isabel.”
Our breathing grew quicker as he thrust up into me. I could feel my muscles clench as an orgasm began to build up inside me. I rode him harder, moaning and whimpering. I was surprised when he placed his hands on my hips and flipped me over, lying on my stomach on the bed, him hovering over me. A cry fell from my lips as he thrust inside of me, hard.
“Fuck,” I squeaked.
I could sense his grin as his cock plunged into me again and again. Oh, God. “I’m gonna come again,” I whined.
“Come, baby. Come for me,” he grunted, thrusting his cock hard and deep inside me.
Pleasure overwhelmed me and I cried out, coming on his cock. He soon followed suit, grunting as his seed spilled out. “Fuck!” He grunted, collapsing on top of me.
When we came back down from our high, he propped himself on his elbows, allowing me room to roll over onto my back. He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. My hands made their way into his hair once more as his tongue explored my mouth. He pulled back and smiled down at me. “You are amazing, princess.”
I blushed. “You know how to embarrass me.”
He chuckled. “Only doing my job.”
I frowned. “So is this where you leave me, now?”
“Afraid so, Isabel,” he murmured. “But I’ll be back.” He winked and pressed his lips to my forehead.
I sat up as he removed himself from my bed, removed the condom, tied it off, and tossed it in my wastebasket. I watched his ass move as he pulled his pants up. Damn. He turned to me and bowed, a smirk on his face. “Until next time, princess.”
And then he was gone.
