His Dirty Secret(31)

She didn’t have to wait long as she felt the warmth of his hand once again rub over her still tender ass cheeks. “I love the way I can mark you, but yet the marks fade so quickly,” he murmured, almost to himself. Isobel yelped as he brought his hand down onto her in a smack that made her skin flame anew. A moan of longing escaped her as he spanked her one more time, and then the moan changed to a sigh as he rubbed the sting away.



She felt the heat coil deep within her as he rubbed; her clit throbbed and her pussy ached, and Isobel knew that there was nothing she could do except kneel there and let him enjoy himself. And that was what turned her on so much; the fact that he was enjoying using her body for his own carnal needs and wants.



As Tyler continued to smooth his roughened palm over her quivering ass, she couldn’t help but move her body backwards into his touch, once again silently begging for more.



“So wanton, so beautiful, and so damn eager to please, aren’t you, my slut?”



He didn’t wait for an answer, which was a good thing because Isobel didn’t think that she was capable of giving one if her life depended on it. His hand was causing a delicious tension inside of her, which was going to explode at any minute.



He slid a finger back inside her and Isobel almost lost any control she may have had as he withdrew it and noisily sucked himself dry. “You taste so sweet.” She moaned again at the thought of him eating her out, and then once again forgot what she had been thinking when she felt him move in close behind her.



She felt his finger glide over her puckered asshole again, and her body automatically tensed up. “Relax, darlin’. You know that you want this. It’s probably been something that you’ve fantasized about, am I right?” Isobel couldn’t answer him. “Isobel?” He prompted her again, and all she was capable of doing was nodding.



He pushed his finger a little harder against her, and her breath caught in her throat as her clit lurched in response. “Does that feel good?” Tyler’s voice was gruff, and Isobel thought that he could make her come just by talking to her.



“Yes,” she whispered hoarsely.



“Would you like me to continue?” He was giving her a choice? That was a first, she thought disjointedly.



“Please.” Almost as though her body was giving its own answer, she pushed back against him, deepening the pressure and moaning when his finger slid in a little.



She had subconsciously been hoping that he would move in close and fuck her; ass or pussy it really didn’t matter at this point in time. She just wanted to feel him inside of her. But Tyler obviously had other plans as he moved away from her, much to her dismay. “No! Tyler, please don’t stop!” She knew she sounded desperate, but she really didn’t care anymore. If he didn’t fuck her soon she seriously thought she was going to die.



To her relief he wasn’t away from her for long, coming back to kneel at the side of her with his hand on the small of her back, soothing her even as he escalated the fire within her. “Shhh. Calm down, Isobel. I’m not leaving you like this. I promise I’m going to take care of you.”



Isobel hiccupped, tears falling freely down her face again. She didn’t think that she’d ever felt so desperate before.



“I want you to try to breathe calmly, okay?” Tyler had moved to behind her now. “I’m going to go slowly, but it might still feel uncomfortable at first.”



She nodded as though she understood, but in all honesty she had no idea what he was about to do. And she really didn’t care so long as it involved him doing something, anything, to alleviate the fire.



With her legs still in the spreader bar, Tyler didn’t have to tell her to open them, and he had a clear view of where he wanted to be. Her beautifully swollen sex was on display, her pussy lips glistening with her juices and her clit looked so inviting that his tongue itched to swirl around it.



But that wasn’t what his aim was right now. Now he wanted to break her ass in so that he could enjoy sinking his cock into it at a later time. He knew he was too large for her to be able to accommodate him inside it right now, but with a little coaxing and patience she would be able to one day.



Isobel felt the warmth of his fingers as he slid them between her lips, finding her clit and making her moan in response. He gently rolled a finger over the hood, sending shockwaves of pure pleasure racing through Isobel’s body before he plunged it deep inside her waiting slit, pulling it back out and then plunging it deeper.



Isobel almost forgot to breathe as he massaged her inner walls for what felt like an indeterminable length of time, bringing her orgasm closer with each finger thrust and flick of her clit. “Does that feel good, Isobel?”