Page 78 of Tempt Me
"Are we safe?" I whisper, shutting the door behind us.
"Never completely," Isaac replies softly, his blue eyes filled with concern. "But I would risk everything for you, Rue." He meets my gaze, and it feels as if the intensity of our emotions could set the room ablaze.
"Isaac," I breathe, my heart racing at the sight of him. At six foot five, he towers over me, but his cold and deadly reputation couldn't be further from the warm tenderness he shows me. The contrast between his black hair and piercing blue eyes never fails to captivate me.
"Rue," he murmurs, his voice low and full of desire. We stand there for a moment, drinking in the sight of each other. "I need a shower."
Giggling as he chuckles softly, I lead him to my bathroom, where he strips off immediately, showing me his rock-hard body and massive cock that I'm so ready for.
"God, I've missed you," I say, reaching up to touch his face. The electricity between us crackles and sparks, our desire for each other both a blessing and a curse. We know the risks and the consequences that could come crashing down on us if our love were discovered. But somehow, it's all worth it when we're together like this.
"Every moment apart from you feels like an eternity," he confesses, closing the distance between us and wrapping his arms around me. His touch sends shivers down my spine but also fills me with a sense of safety and comfort that only he can provide.
He pulls back and steps into the shower, turning on the jets and waiting for me to join him, naked and aroused. He takes me in his arms, and the water cascades over our bodies, making my nipples pucker with pent-up desire. His lips come down on mine, and I open my mouth beneath his. Tongues press together and begin to fight, a battle of passion that neither of us is willing to lose.
Isaac's kiss deepens, and my heart pounds as he sucks on my tongue, drawing it into his mouth. I taste him hungrily.
My hands go to his hair, tugging at the short strands, knowing that he finds this strange combination of rough and tender stimulation erotic. If I'm not careful, I know his taste will drive me mad, consuming me until he's all that I think about.
Isaac presses a finger against my clit and gently rubs it in small circles.
"Oh, God," I moan in his mouth as the pleasure takes me over completely. In seconds, I feel as if my orgasm is just moments away. He knows how fast I can come; how little it takes to satisfy me.
Suddenly he presses me against the tile wall and places my hands above my head. Holding them there for a moment so that I know who is in control before he kisses down the sensitive skin of my neck, over my collarbone, and slowly back up again until his lips meet mine.
Sliding his body down, he kneels before me to feast upon my pussy with his talented tongue while one of his hands slides between us and begins massaging my clit until I'm moaning loudly and pushing my body into his touch.
Thrashing back and forth under the force of his firm strokes, I'm so close to coming, but Isaac isn't ready for me to switch over yet. He stands and lifts me up with his strong arms keeping my back against the tile. His dick stands at attention, waiting for me. Stepping forward, he aligns his cock with my opening and then rocks forward, sinking deep inside me.
I cry out in pleasure at the feel of him entering me. My climax is already near, but he's making sure I don't come for just a few more moments.
Isaac relentlessly teases me until I beg him to take off the edge. He thrusts hard and deep, and I claw at him.
"Please!"
He growls his response and pounds into me. My climax hits me in full force, my body quivering in his arm as my pussy clutches his cock tightly.
"Fuck, Rue," he rasps.
Holding onto my waist with both hands, Isaac begins thrusting harder and faster as he sucks on one of my nipples and then the other, coaxing them out as he cherishes every inch of my body with his hands. His cock strokes my G-spot expertly until I'm moaning loudly and gripping his shoulders as if they were holding my orgasm back from consuming me.
Pushing forward, not sure how much more I can take when Isaac pulls away from my nipple before immediately sucking hard on it again so that I have no choice but to let go all over his long, wide cock.
Pleasure mixed with pain courses through my entire body as he fucks me relentlessly into another orgasm that leaves me panting, gasping for breath. He only has a moment or two before he explodes inside me, filling me with warm cum.
"Promise me, Isaac," I plead, looking deep into his eyes, "Promise me that no matter what happens, we'll find a way to be together."
"Rue," he replies, his voice full of conviction. "I swear on my life that I will do everything in my power to ensure our love survives." His gaze is filled with determination and passion, leaving no doubt in my mind that he means every word.
In this secret, stolen moment, we are one – bound by our love and united against the world.
Still with me in his arms, he turns the shower off and climbs out, walking us back into the bedroom.
The room surrounding us is dimly lit, the flickering candles casting shadows on the walls. It's a haven for our forbidden love, a sanctuary where we can shed our public personas and simply be Rue and Isaac, bound by our hearts and desires. The air is heavy with the scent of roses, their petals scattered across the soft sheets of the bed.
"How?" I murmur, glancing at the bed.
"A man never tells his secrets."
