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Chapter 7
Time to Go
Josh arrived back late, slightly unsteady on his feet. He had had a few drinks to overcome his anger. It hadn’t really worked, but he had enjoyed fucking that girl in the car park – that had dissipated a lot of pent up emotion. He was surprised to see the lights still on in the house.
The anger rose in him again as he remembered how much it hurt his pride to find out about Daniel. That bastard! And she was such a bitch to do that to him. He thrust his key into the door and barged inside, shoving the door hard against the wall.
“Isabella! Why the fuck are you still here? I told you to clear out!”
He strode into the living room and stopped abruptly. Daniel was sitting calmly in the armchair.
Josh’s cheeks flushed with rage.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” he hissed
“What you should have done. I’m looking after Isabella” replied Daniel softly.
“Get the fuck out of my house, and take that whore with you!” he screamed.
“No Josh. That’s not how it’s going to happen. You see, when you hit Isabella you made a big mistake. Now you have two options. You can turn around and leave, and never come back. If you do that now, I will let you go. This is Isabella’s house now, not yours. If you decide not to leave, not only will Isabella report you to the Police, but I will let everyone around here now just what a lowlife you are and I will personally make sure you regret ever laying a hand on her.” He paused. “Do I make myself clear?”
Josh stared at him in disbelief. He took a big step forward. Daniel stood. Josh paused, uncertain at Daniel’s calm confidence.
Upstairs Isabella strained to hear what was going on. She had wanted to run, but Daniel was adamant she should not. He had tenderly cared for her and held her close, lovingly stroking her hair until she had fallen asleep. She had been aware of him lying next to her, just being close.
She had woken at the sound of Josh’s car. She jolted upright. Daniel was already at the bedroom door.
“It’s OK baby. Just stay there. I’ll deal with him.”
She could not make out any words, but could hear the contrast between Josh’s loud, high-pitched yelling and Daniel’s softer, low voice.
Suddenly there was a crash and then silence. She trembled wondering what had happened. Oh God they’re fighting. She resisted the urge to run to them, frightened of what Josh would do to her. There was another loud thump and then silence. She listened intently. Then she heard the front door slam shut and Josh’s car start up. It screeched off down the road before she’d had a chance to get to the window.
She heard footsteps approaching her room, then the door opened and Daniel was there.
“Oh thank God!” She cried and ran to him. He held her close as she wept into his chest.
“All sorted. He won’t be back.”
Relief flooded over her and she craned her neck up to him. He leaned down and kissed her with an urgency that took her breath away.
She felt utterly drained. He lifted her to the bed then silently moved to the bathroom. She heard him turn on the taps. She lay back exhausted.
He drew her a deep hot bath and then came back to her. He slowly undressed her and she gave herself up to him completely, feeling like a c***d again as he he gently removed all her clothes. She didn’t feel any embarrassment, just needed him to take complete control of her, but knowing he would care for her completely.
He lifted her off the bed and carefully carried her to the bath, lowering her very slowly into the hot water. She sighed and let the water soothe her aching body. Daniel knelt beside her and kissed her forehead. He had lit several candles and the soft, flickering light played over her skin. He quietly studied the droplets of water: some still and reflecting the candlelight, some coalescing and running down her skin.
He kissed her shoulder tenderly and then took the soft soap and started tenderly to clean her. She lay her head back and closed her eyes as his hands smoothed over her. She felt so desperately tired and in need of his care. She allowed his caresses to soothe away the pain.
He eventually helped her from the bath, noticing she was already half asleep. He wrapped her in the white bath sheet and held her close, kissing the top of her head, loving her. She allowed him to dab her dry before leading her back to the bed. He pulled back the duvet and she climbed in exhausted. He lay beside her stroking her hair and humming softly.
* * * *
She awoke the next morning alone. The note simply read: ‘Call me when you wake’.
She fumbled for her mobile and dialed his number. He answered immediately.
“Baby, how are you feeling?” he asked, the concern evident in his voice.
“Not really sure. I've literally only just woken up. What time is it?”
“11. Glad you slept well – you needed it.”
“Daniel, thank you so much for what you did last night. I don’t know what I would have done without you.”
“Hey. No need to thank me. I love you remember. Listen, no need to come into work until you’re completely ready to face the world. All is under control. And don’t worry about your flat. I’ve sorted the rent for a while – reckon Josh won’t be making his contributions anymore.”
“Oh Daniel…”
“Shhh! Not a problem. Now, how about I pick you up at 6 and we head out somewhere for dinner?”
“Can you? I mean, how are you able to spend the time with me? What about Sarah? Haven’t we messed up enough relationships already?”
“Sarah’s away with the k**s this week.” He answered flatly. “I’ll pick you up at 6.”
“OK…thank you baby”.
She felt flat after that last exchange. The fact remained he was married and she couldn't be with him; couldn't have him all to herself. She rolled over and squeezed her eyes tightly shut.
Daniel pulled up outside her house and rang the doorbell.
The door opened slowly and he was surprised to Isabella in a t-shirt, tight ripped jeans and no shoes. He raised his eyebrows as she let him in.
“You OK?”
“I’m fine. But can we stay in tonight baby? I really don’t feel quite ready to face the world yet. I’m afraid I will burst into tears at any time.”
“Of course! Let’s order a takeaway.”
They settled on Chinese food and he ordered. Then he went to the kitchen and rummaged around in the fridge and cupboards... a lime, some rum, sparkling water, mint and some sugar! “Excellent!” he murmured.
Isabella curled up on the sofa listening to him clattering around in the kitchen. She loved that he was here, in her place…. Her place! Not her and Josh’s any more. That was going to take some getting used to, although she already realised how freeing it was to have her own space.
Daniel reappeared in the living room with two long glasses filled with a cloudy liquid, topped off with green leaves.
“Mojitos!” he announced triumphantly.
She grinned at him and took her glass. Fresh and invigorating. She suddenly felt the urge to get very drunk. She slurped greedily from the glass.
“Hey! Steady on!” he laughed. “C’mon, budge up!”
He sat next to her and put his arm around her. She snuggled up close, saying nothing.
“It’ll be OK you know” he said presently.
“But will it? My boyfriend beat me up and has gone, and the man I really want to be with is already taken. Sounds like a big, fucking mess to me.”
He sighed. “Not taken actually…”
Isabella’s head shot up as she took in what he had just said.
“What?”
“No longer taken. I haven’t been completely honest with you about Sarah. She’s not away for just the week. She’s gone away forever. She’s taken the k**s to Yorkshire – back to her parents.”
Isabella was silent, her mouth open in shocked surprise. A flood of thoughts contorted in her mind.
“We haven’t been good for quite a while now. Guess we just grew apart. The k**s are not far from leaving home now anyway. Better for them not to be around such a cold relationship I reckon.”
Isabella sank down and rested her face on his chest again.
“Daniel, I’m so sorry… Why didn’t you tell me?”
“It didn’t seem right. I didn’t want you to feel pressured or responsible in any way… and Sarah and I had to sort out quite a lot about what was going to happen. I just needed some space to work that out with her.”
“Is it OK between you? I mean, are you talking?”
“Yes we are. Not exactly best buddies but we both realise it was the end of our journey together. There is still love there, but not enough. It’s all complicated.”
They sat quietly together for a long time until they heard the car draw up outside. Daniel jumped up and collected the food. He served it up in the kitchen and then brought the plates back through. They sat opposite each other on the floor, the coffee table between them and ate.
Isabella was incredibly comfortable sitting cross-legged on the floor but she was amused to see how uncomfortable Daniel looked. He kept having to shift around to stop his legs going to sleep. She giggled.
“We need to get you more flexible!” she laughed.
This broke the silence and they talked about anything other than relationships. Daniel was laughing about how Tamara kept flashing knowing smiles at him in the office and making unsubtle comments about how good it would be for the four of them to meet up again sometime soon. Isabella blushed as the image of Tamara’s breasts lowering towards her face flashing inside her mind. Daniel smiled at her, knowing full well what she was thinking.
“That would be…hot” she answered. “But in a few months, OK?”
“Don’t worry. That’s not an event that can be repeated often. Maybe soon without Carl though…” he grinned. She smiled suggestively back at him and kissed him.
After the meal, Isabella climbed back onto the sofa while Daniel cleared the food and dishes away.
He returned with fresh mojitos. Isabella had put a movie on the TV and was already lost in the plot. He sat down and she lay back against him sipping at her drink. He put his arm around her and there, at that moment, the world was OK again. They lost themselves in the film. The couple in the movie eventually found a way and there was a passionate and tastefully shot sex scene. Daniel’s hand moved slowly to Isabella’s breast, naked under her t-shirt. He did not want to push things, but it felt so right and so perfectly natural. He had never felt closer to her. She let her head fall sideways against his chest showing her happiness at his touch. He ran his fingernails slowly over her nipple and was rewarded immediately as it swelled under the flimsy fabric. He carefully circled it and then sc****d his fingernail across it quite hard. She moaned softly and he felt her hips raise up. She brought her own hand up to play with her other nipple, her finger movements mirroring his.
On screen the girl threw her head back as her lover kissed her breasts. Isabella watched dreamily, the world on screen mingling with the sensations invading her body. She experienced the dull ache in her groin and could feel moisture gathering between her legs.
Daniel loved touching her and loved her response to his touch. Always so passionate and abandoned. He listened to the way her breathing changed as he teased her hard nipples. He reached forward and managed to reach the bottom of her t-shirt. He eased it up exposing her breasts. It amazed him how each time felt like the first with her breasts. They were full, natural and perfect. She sighed heavily reveling in being exposed to him. She lifted her arms above her head and around the back of his neck, stretching herself, surrendering complete access to his touch.
His hands cradled her, each cupping a breast. He brushed his fingers over each nipple deliberately treating each one differently, now pinching one; now scr****g his nail across another. Isabella was squirming now, her hips gyrating at his touch. She sighed again as he nuzzled her neck. He brought one hand down to stroke her tummy. He loved the feel of her skin, completely individual: soft, firm, perfect.
On the TV the couple were now naked, the man was on top of the girl, her legs drawn up around him as he thrust into her.
Daniel slipped his fingers under Isabella’s jeans belt and expertly flipped the button undone, forcing the zip to open. Isabella helped him by undoing the belt, wanting him to carry on. He slipped his fingers further down over her plain white panties. He couldn’t get far enough to slide his fingers underneath and inside her but he could just feel her hardening clit through the material. As he pressed against it he released a wave of her wetness which immediately soaked through. Isabella sighed heavily again. She sat up swiftly and wriggled out of her jeans before lying back against him. He drank in the sight of her…beautiful. He resumed his caresses of her breast with one hand and the other immediately went down again to her panties. He rubbed her gently through the material and she responded by opening her thighs. Her panties were already drenched. He slipped his fingers down under the waistband and moaned himself when his fingertips met her perfect hot and soaked pussy. He suddenly realised…she was perfectly smooth there! She had shaved it all off.
“Mmmm baby! I like that! When?”
“Last night. I needed to do something…new…a new start I guess.”
He felt his cock lurch at the thought of seeing her naked pussy and going down on her naked flesh. Isabella stretched her thighs wider and he slipped two fingers inside her. Her breathing came hard now as he found the ridged area inside her. This angle was perfect. He realised she was completely his at this moment. He could do anything and she would let him. The feeling humbled him.
The couple on screen were now frantically fucking doggy style. Isabella’s gaze was fixed on them, but her vision was moving in and out of focus. Daniel’s fingers now found her clit and he vibrated them over her hard little button, now and then pinching and scarping his nail across it. Her breathing became faster and she sighed
“That’s good…oh that’s good” she whispered urgently.
He kept at her, not allowing her any respite as he chopped and changed what he was doing. She squirmed and pushed her hips up to increase the pressure.
He suddenly pinched her nipple very hard and she yelped. He found a rhythm on her clit that worked for her and let her settle into the building momentum.
She started to breath louder and faster and then started to whisper…”Oh yeah, I’m gonna come…baby I’m gonna come…oh yes…yes…”
She bucked her hips as she came, convulsions sweeping through her. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she craned her head back to kiss and bite his neck. His fingers were drenched in her and he held her there firmly as she rode her orgasm. He kissed her hair and realised he was quite close to coming himself, his cock rubbing through his trousers against her perfect squirming body.
She lay panting and then Daniel judged it was time to go again. He started to whirl his fingers across her clit and within seconds she was coming again, bucking higher than before, gasping her surprise and joy.
This time she didn’t wait for it to subside fully before she leapt up and around. She yanked at his belt, her intention clear. She couldn’t get it undone, so he smiled at her and did it himself. She watched as he lifted his hips and pulled his trousers and boxers down together. She watched as his cock sprang free, strands of his copious precum stretching from its tip to his stomach. She helped him to pull his trouser and boxers right off and then, holding his gaze so sexily, unbuttoned his shirt. She pulled it roughly from him and he was naked before her. She licked her lips, then stood beside him, turning away to peel off her soaked panties and showing him the perfect view of her arse.
Then she knelt over him, her hair cascading over her head, shielding her face. He groaned in anticipation as she grasped the shaft of his rigid cock, then lowered her mouth to him. He felt the tip of her tongue sweep across him and heard her grunt her approval at the taste of him. He held her hair aside so he could watch this delicious sight. She looked up at him and gave him her sexiest smile…one of hunger and desire. He was in heaven. She took him then slowly right into her mouth and lavished her full attention on him. It felt soooo good. He reached over to cup her dangling breast, needing to feel her as she took him higher.
She sucked and licked him expertly, grasping his shaft and moving her hand rhythmically. He could feel his cock weeping precum and she sucked it all up appreciatively, making happy swallowing sounds to let him know it was good.
She built him up slowly. Daniel brought his hand to his mouth and started greedily to lick Isabella’s cream from his fingers. He adored her flavour and scent. It was powerfully attractive to him.
He felt his toes start to tingle and knew that he was not far away now.
“I’m gonna come baby…that’s good…keep going…”
She did and he felt it erupting deep inside him, working its way deliciously upwards until he let go. He groaned and she swallowed him, carefully making sure she sucked him all up, and then as his feeling eventually started to subside, flicking her tongue over his swollen head, sweeping up the few remaining drops that continued to emerge.
He lay back sated. She crept up to him and they kissed, their combined flavours mixing in their mouths. He held her close and she rested her head on his chest. His hand smoothed the skin of her back and over her firm, rounded buttocks.
On the TV the sound of waves breaking on the ocean seemed to frame the perfect moment.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Time to Go
Josh arrived back late, slightly unsteady on his feet. He had had a few drinks to overcome his anger. It hadn’t really worked, but he had enjoyed fucking that girl in the car park – that had dissipated a lot of pent up emotion. He was surprised to see the lights still on in the house.
The anger rose in him again as he remembered how much it hurt his pride to find out about Daniel. That bastard! And she was such a bitch to do that to him. He thrust his key into the door and barged inside, shoving the door hard against the wall.
“Isabella! Why the fuck are you still here? I told you to clear out!”
He strode into the living room and stopped abruptly. Daniel was sitting calmly in the armchair.
Josh’s cheeks flushed with rage.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” he hissed
“What you should have done. I’m looking after Isabella” replied Daniel softly.
“Get the fuck out of my house, and take that whore with you!” he screamed.
“No Josh. That’s not how it’s going to happen. You see, when you hit Isabella you made a big mistake. Now you have two options. You can turn around and leave, and never come back. If you do that now, I will let you go. This is Isabella’s house now, not yours. If you decide not to leave, not only will Isabella report you to the Police, but I will let everyone around here now just what a lowlife you are and I will personally make sure you regret ever laying a hand on her.” He paused. “Do I make myself clear?”
Josh stared at him in disbelief. He took a big step forward. Daniel stood. Josh paused, uncertain at Daniel’s calm confidence.
Upstairs Isabella strained to hear what was going on. She had wanted to run, but Daniel was adamant she should not. He had tenderly cared for her and held her close, lovingly stroking her hair until she had fallen asleep. She had been aware of him lying next to her, just being close.
She had woken at the sound of Josh’s car. She jolted upright. Daniel was already at the bedroom door.
“It’s OK baby. Just stay there. I’ll deal with him.”
She could not make out any words, but could hear the contrast between Josh’s loud, high-pitched yelling and Daniel’s softer, low voice.
Suddenly there was a crash and then silence. She trembled wondering what had happened. Oh God they’re fighting. She resisted the urge to run to them, frightened of what Josh would do to her. There was another loud thump and then silence. She listened intently. Then she heard the front door slam shut and Josh’s car start up. It screeched off down the road before she’d had a chance to get to the window.
She heard footsteps approaching her room, then the door opened and Daniel was there.
“Oh thank God!” She cried and ran to him. He held her close as she wept into his chest.
“All sorted. He won’t be back.”
Relief flooded over her and she craned her neck up to him. He leaned down and kissed her with an urgency that took her breath away.
She felt utterly drained. He lifted her to the bed then silently moved to the bathroom. She heard him turn on the taps. She lay back exhausted.
He drew her a deep hot bath and then came back to her. He slowly undressed her and she gave herself up to him completely, feeling like a c***d again as he he gently removed all her clothes. She didn’t feel any embarrassment, just needed him to take complete control of her, but knowing he would care for her completely.
He lifted her off the bed and carefully carried her to the bath, lowering her very slowly into the hot water. She sighed and let the water soothe her aching body. Daniel knelt beside her and kissed her forehead. He had lit several candles and the soft, flickering light played over her skin. He quietly studied the droplets of water: some still and reflecting the candlelight, some coalescing and running down her skin.
He kissed her shoulder tenderly and then took the soft soap and started tenderly to clean her. She lay her head back and closed her eyes as his hands smoothed over her. She felt so desperately tired and in need of his care. She allowed his caresses to soothe away the pain.
He eventually helped her from the bath, noticing she was already half asleep. He wrapped her in the white bath sheet and held her close, kissing the top of her head, loving her. She allowed him to dab her dry before leading her back to the bed. He pulled back the duvet and she climbed in exhausted. He lay beside her stroking her hair and humming softly.
* * * *
She awoke the next morning alone. The note simply read: ‘Call me when you wake’.
She fumbled for her mobile and dialed his number. He answered immediately.
“Baby, how are you feeling?” he asked, the concern evident in his voice.
“Not really sure. I've literally only just woken up. What time is it?”
“11. Glad you slept well – you needed it.”
“Daniel, thank you so much for what you did last night. I don’t know what I would have done without you.”
“Hey. No need to thank me. I love you remember. Listen, no need to come into work until you’re completely ready to face the world. All is under control. And don’t worry about your flat. I’ve sorted the rent for a while – reckon Josh won’t be making his contributions anymore.”
“Oh Daniel…”
“Shhh! Not a problem. Now, how about I pick you up at 6 and we head out somewhere for dinner?”
“Can you? I mean, how are you able to spend the time with me? What about Sarah? Haven’t we messed up enough relationships already?”
“Sarah’s away with the k**s this week.” He answered flatly. “I’ll pick you up at 6.”
“OK…thank you baby”.
She felt flat after that last exchange. The fact remained he was married and she couldn't be with him; couldn't have him all to herself. She rolled over and squeezed her eyes tightly shut.
Daniel pulled up outside her house and rang the doorbell.
The door opened slowly and he was surprised to Isabella in a t-shirt, tight ripped jeans and no shoes. He raised his eyebrows as she let him in.
“You OK?”
“I’m fine. But can we stay in tonight baby? I really don’t feel quite ready to face the world yet. I’m afraid I will burst into tears at any time.”
“Of course! Let’s order a takeaway.”
They settled on Chinese food and he ordered. Then he went to the kitchen and rummaged around in the fridge and cupboards... a lime, some rum, sparkling water, mint and some sugar! “Excellent!” he murmured.
Isabella curled up on the sofa listening to him clattering around in the kitchen. She loved that he was here, in her place…. Her place! Not her and Josh’s any more. That was going to take some getting used to, although she already realised how freeing it was to have her own space.
Daniel reappeared in the living room with two long glasses filled with a cloudy liquid, topped off with green leaves.
“Mojitos!” he announced triumphantly.
She grinned at him and took her glass. Fresh and invigorating. She suddenly felt the urge to get very drunk. She slurped greedily from the glass.
“Hey! Steady on!” he laughed. “C’mon, budge up!”
He sat next to her and put his arm around her. She snuggled up close, saying nothing.
“It’ll be OK you know” he said presently.
“But will it? My boyfriend beat me up and has gone, and the man I really want to be with is already taken. Sounds like a big, fucking mess to me.”
He sighed. “Not taken actually…”
Isabella’s head shot up as she took in what he had just said.
“What?”
“No longer taken. I haven’t been completely honest with you about Sarah. She’s not away for just the week. She’s gone away forever. She’s taken the k**s to Yorkshire – back to her parents.”
Isabella was silent, her mouth open in shocked surprise. A flood of thoughts contorted in her mind.
“We haven’t been good for quite a while now. Guess we just grew apart. The k**s are not far from leaving home now anyway. Better for them not to be around such a cold relationship I reckon.”
Isabella sank down and rested her face on his chest again.
“Daniel, I’m so sorry… Why didn’t you tell me?”
“It didn’t seem right. I didn’t want you to feel pressured or responsible in any way… and Sarah and I had to sort out quite a lot about what was going to happen. I just needed some space to work that out with her.”
“Is it OK between you? I mean, are you talking?”
“Yes we are. Not exactly best buddies but we both realise it was the end of our journey together. There is still love there, but not enough. It’s all complicated.”
They sat quietly together for a long time until they heard the car draw up outside. Daniel jumped up and collected the food. He served it up in the kitchen and then brought the plates back through. They sat opposite each other on the floor, the coffee table between them and ate.
Isabella was incredibly comfortable sitting cross-legged on the floor but she was amused to see how uncomfortable Daniel looked. He kept having to shift around to stop his legs going to sleep. She giggled.
“We need to get you more flexible!” she laughed.
This broke the silence and they talked about anything other than relationships. Daniel was laughing about how Tamara kept flashing knowing smiles at him in the office and making unsubtle comments about how good it would be for the four of them to meet up again sometime soon. Isabella blushed as the image of Tamara’s breasts lowering towards her face flashing inside her mind. Daniel smiled at her, knowing full well what she was thinking.
“That would be…hot” she answered. “But in a few months, OK?”
“Don’t worry. That’s not an event that can be repeated often. Maybe soon without Carl though…” he grinned. She smiled suggestively back at him and kissed him.
After the meal, Isabella climbed back onto the sofa while Daniel cleared the food and dishes away.
He returned with fresh mojitos. Isabella had put a movie on the TV and was already lost in the plot. He sat down and she lay back against him sipping at her drink. He put his arm around her and there, at that moment, the world was OK again. They lost themselves in the film. The couple in the movie eventually found a way and there was a passionate and tastefully shot sex scene. Daniel’s hand moved slowly to Isabella’s breast, naked under her t-shirt. He did not want to push things, but it felt so right and so perfectly natural. He had never felt closer to her. She let her head fall sideways against his chest showing her happiness at his touch. He ran his fingernails slowly over her nipple and was rewarded immediately as it swelled under the flimsy fabric. He carefully circled it and then sc****d his fingernail across it quite hard. She moaned softly and he felt her hips raise up. She brought her own hand up to play with her other nipple, her finger movements mirroring his.
On screen the girl threw her head back as her lover kissed her breasts. Isabella watched dreamily, the world on screen mingling with the sensations invading her body. She experienced the dull ache in her groin and could feel moisture gathering between her legs.
Daniel loved touching her and loved her response to his touch. Always so passionate and abandoned. He listened to the way her breathing changed as he teased her hard nipples. He reached forward and managed to reach the bottom of her t-shirt. He eased it up exposing her breasts. It amazed him how each time felt like the first with her breasts. They were full, natural and perfect. She sighed heavily reveling in being exposed to him. She lifted her arms above her head and around the back of his neck, stretching herself, surrendering complete access to his touch.
His hands cradled her, each cupping a breast. He brushed his fingers over each nipple deliberately treating each one differently, now pinching one; now scr****g his nail across another. Isabella was squirming now, her hips gyrating at his touch. She sighed again as he nuzzled her neck. He brought one hand down to stroke her tummy. He loved the feel of her skin, completely individual: soft, firm, perfect.
On the TV the couple were now naked, the man was on top of the girl, her legs drawn up around him as he thrust into her.
Daniel slipped his fingers under Isabella’s jeans belt and expertly flipped the button undone, forcing the zip to open. Isabella helped him by undoing the belt, wanting him to carry on. He slipped his fingers further down over her plain white panties. He couldn’t get far enough to slide his fingers underneath and inside her but he could just feel her hardening clit through the material. As he pressed against it he released a wave of her wetness which immediately soaked through. Isabella sighed heavily again. She sat up swiftly and wriggled out of her jeans before lying back against him. He drank in the sight of her…beautiful. He resumed his caresses of her breast with one hand and the other immediately went down again to her panties. He rubbed her gently through the material and she responded by opening her thighs. Her panties were already drenched. He slipped his fingers down under the waistband and moaned himself when his fingertips met her perfect hot and soaked pussy. He suddenly realised…she was perfectly smooth there! She had shaved it all off.
“Mmmm baby! I like that! When?”
“Last night. I needed to do something…new…a new start I guess.”
He felt his cock lurch at the thought of seeing her naked pussy and going down on her naked flesh. Isabella stretched her thighs wider and he slipped two fingers inside her. Her breathing came hard now as he found the ridged area inside her. This angle was perfect. He realised she was completely his at this moment. He could do anything and she would let him. The feeling humbled him.
The couple on screen were now frantically fucking doggy style. Isabella’s gaze was fixed on them, but her vision was moving in and out of focus. Daniel’s fingers now found her clit and he vibrated them over her hard little button, now and then pinching and scarping his nail across it. Her breathing became faster and she sighed
“That’s good…oh that’s good” she whispered urgently.
He kept at her, not allowing her any respite as he chopped and changed what he was doing. She squirmed and pushed her hips up to increase the pressure.
He suddenly pinched her nipple very hard and she yelped. He found a rhythm on her clit that worked for her and let her settle into the building momentum.
She started to breath louder and faster and then started to whisper…”Oh yeah, I’m gonna come…baby I’m gonna come…oh yes…yes…”
She bucked her hips as she came, convulsions sweeping through her. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she craned her head back to kiss and bite his neck. His fingers were drenched in her and he held her there firmly as she rode her orgasm. He kissed her hair and realised he was quite close to coming himself, his cock rubbing through his trousers against her perfect squirming body.
She lay panting and then Daniel judged it was time to go again. He started to whirl his fingers across her clit and within seconds she was coming again, bucking higher than before, gasping her surprise and joy.
This time she didn’t wait for it to subside fully before she leapt up and around. She yanked at his belt, her intention clear. She couldn’t get it undone, so he smiled at her and did it himself. She watched as he lifted his hips and pulled his trousers and boxers down together. She watched as his cock sprang free, strands of his copious precum stretching from its tip to his stomach. She helped him to pull his trouser and boxers right off and then, holding his gaze so sexily, unbuttoned his shirt. She pulled it roughly from him and he was naked before her. She licked her lips, then stood beside him, turning away to peel off her soaked panties and showing him the perfect view of her arse.
Then she knelt over him, her hair cascading over her head, shielding her face. He groaned in anticipation as she grasped the shaft of his rigid cock, then lowered her mouth to him. He felt the tip of her tongue sweep across him and heard her grunt her approval at the taste of him. He held her hair aside so he could watch this delicious sight. She looked up at him and gave him her sexiest smile…one of hunger and desire. He was in heaven. She took him then slowly right into her mouth and lavished her full attention on him. It felt soooo good. He reached over to cup her dangling breast, needing to feel her as she took him higher.
She sucked and licked him expertly, grasping his shaft and moving her hand rhythmically. He could feel his cock weeping precum and she sucked it all up appreciatively, making happy swallowing sounds to let him know it was good.
She built him up slowly. Daniel brought his hand to his mouth and started greedily to lick Isabella’s cream from his fingers. He adored her flavour and scent. It was powerfully attractive to him.
He felt his toes start to tingle and knew that he was not far away now.
“I’m gonna come baby…that’s good…keep going…”
She did and he felt it erupting deep inside him, working its way deliciously upwards until he let go. He groaned and she swallowed him, carefully making sure she sucked him all up, and then as his feeling eventually started to subside, flicking her tongue over his swollen head, sweeping up the few remaining drops that continued to emerge.
He lay back sated. She crept up to him and they kissed, their combined flavours mixing in their mouths. He held her close and she rested her head on his chest. His hand smoothed the skin of her back and over her firm, rounded buttocks.
On the TV the sound of waves breaking on the ocean seemed to frame the perfect moment.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Lynne
- 14.03.2021
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