She stumbled just a little as I helped her from her chair and I was sure it wasn’t from the half a glass of champagne. She was probably expecting me to take her back to the villa and fuck her right away. She wasn’t too far off the mark, I’d waited long enough and my cock wasn’t about to put it off much longer. We’d had many a conversation about our babygirl him and I, and now that he knew we’d achieved our goal he didn’t see the need to prolong the agony.
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I took my time on the way back taking the scenic route and sharing with her some of my knowledge of the island, trying my best to relax her for what was to come. If I fucked her while she was this tense I’d probably end up tearing her and that’s not what I wanted.
So I soothed with my voice and soft touches until I felt her relax back against the headrest of her seat. By the time we made it back to the villa, the drive in the early evening breeze had worked its magic and she wasn’t so tightly strung anymore.
“Come here, I’ve been dying to do this all evening.” I backed her up against the car and covered her body from head to toe with mine before taking her mouth. She tasted like champagne and chocolate and I felt the first drop of pre-cum escape the head of my cock. It was time.
Chapter 9
ISABELLA
Zared led me into the house and up to the bedroom; he had to after that kiss. I was all-thumbs as I tried to take off the killer heels and remove the pins from my hair at the same time.
“I love your hair, there’s so much of it.” He lifted the heavy mass from my neck and buried his face in it, making one of the sexiest sounds I’d ever heard. “Let me help you.”
I felt his fingers dealing with the knot that tied my dress in back, the tips ever so lightly touching my overheated skin and making me shiver. “Cold?”
“No…no, I’m…” I didn’t know what the hell I was, but I did feel the loss keenly when he stepped away as the dress fell to the floor at my feet. I stepped out of it as he walked around in front of me, his eyes looking longingly at my breasts.
“Are they okay?” I felt like an idiot as I lifted my hands to cover them. He trailed a finger between my cleavage and I wantonly pushed my chest higher, dying for the feel of his hand on my nipples.
He didn't say a word, just held my eyes with his, as he trailed his fingers gently up my neck, to the pulse that beat wildly in my throat. "I want you to listen to me babygirl. I'm going to do things to you tonight that might scare you, no matter what, remember that I've got you and you're safe.”
Oh shit! What was he planning to do to me? I took a step back but his hand tightened around my throat and pulled me towards him. When he lowered his head I forgot to be scared as my lips tingled in anticipation. The first touch of his lips against mine stopped my heart and I clung to him like a drowning woman.
“Undress me babygirl.” How was I supposed to do that with our mouths fused together? As much as I wanted another gander at that chest, I didn’t want to give up the feel of his tongue in my mouth playing peek-a-boo with mine.
His hands covered mine that were wrapped tightly around his neck and brought them down to the lapels of his jacket. I got the hint and pushed if off of his shoulders letting it fall to the floor behind him. Next I attacked the buttons of his shirt, all while still playing tonsil hockey.
I forgot to be embarrassed by my lack of kissing expertise; he did it so well he had us both covered. I hummed into his mouth at the feel of that hard muscled chest beneath my palms. Without any warning I pulled my mouth away and nibbled my way down his chest. It was pure instinct, and when I felt his hand holding the back of my head, keeping me there, I knew it was the right move.
I licked his skin running my tongue over the pattern drawn there before teasing his nipple with my teeth. I had no idea where I’d learned to do this it just seemed to come naturally.
When he pushed my head down I knew where this was going. Getting to my knees, I looked up at him with my lip caught between my teeth as I went after his belt. The imprint of that monster of his was plain to see and I rubbed my hand over him boldly. That was mine.
I couldn’t hold back the shiver that ran through me at the feel of all that heat and I think it jumped when I touched it. “Finish.”
I was almost startled by his strangled order, not realizing that I’d stopped undressing him to fondle his cock through his slacks. I pulled the pants down to his ankles and almost lost my nerve at the sight that met my eyes when I looked up.
“That’s fucking huge.” Damn idiot must you sound like a ninny?
“Language Isabella.”
Language my ass! I looked down at my girly bits still covered in the scrap of lace, and wondered how the hell we were going to do this?