Page 75 of Silent Oaths
Notjust in the way she looks, though that alone could drive a man to ruin, but in the way she feels.Sosmall, fragile, yet filled with more fire than anyoneI’veever met.
Islide my palm down her arm, tracing the faint lines of tension in her muscles before wrapping my fingers around her wrist.
Then,Iclose my mouth around her breast, drawing her into my mouth.Isabeljolts, a sharp gasp slipping free, followed by a moan.Icould get drunk off the sound alone.
Itake my time, rolling my tongue over the sensitive peak, teasing, tasting, savoring.Eachflick earns me a new sound, each slow drag of my teeth makes her body arch closer, chasing the sensation even as she tries to resist it.
Imove to the other breast, tending to it with the same attention.
WhenIfeel she has had enough, when her breath is ragged, her body pliant,Ipress one last, lingering kiss to her skin before continuing my path lower.
Downthe center of her stomach.
Acrossthe dip of her navel.
“Theway you react to me,”Imurmur against her skin, “is fucking addictive.”
Idrag my mouth lower, past the curve of her hip, my hands gripping her thighs asIspread them just a little wider.
OnceIreach her mound,Itake a deep inhale, soaking in her intoxicating scent.Shesmells like her orgasm from whenMaxwellandJulianwent down on her, and it’s making my cock hard.
Ipress my eager tongue toIsabel’sclit, and she trembles in response.Herarousal covers my mouth, andIrevel in the sweetness of her pussy. “Fuck,Isabel.Youtaste so fucking good.”
She’sstill sensitive and swollen from her last climax, soItake my time, moving slowly asIgently rub circles with the tip of my tongue, then gently press my index finger inside her.
Isabel’sback arches off the bed, and a soft whimper escapes her lips.Withbeckoning movements,Iapply pressure on her most sensitive spot while lapping at her clit, savoring each taste.
Ifocus on every moan and movement asIdrawIsabelcloser.
“Yes,Theo, right there,” she whimpers whenIsuck on her clit, easing another finger into her pussy.
Herbody is flailing on the bed, her breaths shallower and quicker, a clear sign she’s close.
Icontinue to feast on her, anticipation building in my core asIcrave the chance to fully taste her, to watch as she unravels from my mouth alone.
Mycock is painfully hard, andI’mitching to relieve the pressure.Iunbuckle my belt and unzip my pants, careful not to break my rhythm withIsabel, eager to free myself.
Iwrap my free hand around myself and tug on the length asIbringIsabelto orgasm.Ican’t help but groan into her pussy, finally feeling some reprieve asIsomewhat ease the growing pressure swelling inside me.
Isabelsoon becomes frantic. “Fuck.Oh,God.I’mso close,” she whimpers.
Idon’t stop until she comes all over my mouth, shaking like a leaf as her orgasm tears through her exhausted, drained body.
Herchest rises and falls, her eyes fighting to stay open, and a strange sense of contentment curls inside me.Iwant more of her.Iwantallof her.I’venever felt this way before.
Allthe womenI’vebeen with don’t even come close toIsabel, to the way she consumes every part of me, as ifIcan’t get enough, no matter how muchItake.
Italso unsettles me.It’sdangerous.Ican’t afford to get distracted when everything withVanguardis at stake.Ican’t let her get to me like this.Butthe wayIsabelresponds to me and makes me feel…Ican’t see an ending to this story.
Ishake those thoughts away and watch her.
“Youdon’t even realize how fucking breathtaking you are, do you?”Isay, my thumb brushing the delicate bones of her hips. “EverytimeIlook at you,Iwonder how something so fierce could ever end up right here, with me.”
Ilean down, my lips brushing against hers, barely a whisper of contact beforeIpull back just enough to see her eyes.Theintensity in them mirrors my own.
There’sa rawness there, a vulnerabilityIdidn’t expect, and it only makes me want her more.
Icapture her mouth with mine, the kiss deep and slow, the intensity of it feeling like the world is collapsing around us.Herlips are soft, tasting like the remnants of a kissInever want to end, but now, there’s an urgency to it.Shepresses into me, meeting my hunger with her own, as if we’re both trying to make sense of this maddening, undeniable pull between us.
