Page 36 of Whatever He Wants
“I’m going to fuck you when I get back on that bed, Denise.If you don’t want that to happen, this is your chance to run away.”
His promise terrifies and excites me.I should heed his warning, but I can’t move.Anticipation holds me captive on the bed as Isaac removes his clothes, and I stare when he’s naked.
Holy hell.Feeling his hard muscles under his shirt is nice, but what a treat to see them bare.I want to run my hands over his broad shoulders, squeeze his arms to test their firmness, and trace those grooves in his torso.
My gaze drops to thatveryprominent area between his legs.I’ve seen it before.Touched it and had it in my mouth, even.But damn if I’m not intimidated all over again.When he climbs onto the bed, it sways with his movements, and I’m too mesmerized to notice my opportunity to flee is gone for good.
As soon as Isaac crawls on top of me, he hooks his fingers under the hem of my sweater and lifts it.I’m shaking as I raise my arms and let him tug the soft material from my body.He chucks it aside and removes my tank top.
We’re both naked on his bed.Isaac and I are going to have sex.No inner moral voice orders me to stop that from happening.Maybe it’s too quiet for me to hear, or maybe Isaac’s hungry kiss mutes it before it even speaks.
Isaac sweeps his hands all over me, squeezing my hips and waist possessively, his warm touch making my insides quiver with excitement.He drags his lips to my jaw as he fondles one of my breasts, pinching my nipple.I whimper and arch into his hand.
“I’ll never forget that moment you let your towel fall and you showed me your perfect body,” he says, his lips moving against my skin.“This is what you do to me every time I think about it.”
He takes my hand and guides it between us, placing it on him.I tighten my hold and stroke him.He’s so thick and warm andhard,pulsing against my palm.It’s like I’m holding on to living stone.To virility and power wrapped in flesh.He shudders when I circle my thumb over the tip to smear the slickness around.His sexy groan when I squeeze him strengthens the ache between my legs.
Isaac gently pulls my hand away so he can take hold of himself.He guides his tip to my pussy, sliding it up and down between my slick lips.I cling to his shoulders and lift my hips, so desperate for him to push inside me, I don’t care anymore that we shouldn’t be doing this.But he keeps teasing me.
“Isaac…come on…” I whine, wiggling my lower half.
He smirks.“Come on, what?I’m not a mind reader.”
My face is hot as I say the words.
“Fuck me.”
“Good girls say please.”
“Pleasefuck me, asshole.”
“One day, I’ll remember you said that.But I’ll pretend you saidmyinstead ofme.”
He cuts off my horrified gasp when he presses into me.He grips my hip with one hand, his fingers dimpling my skin, our heavy breathing mixing as he pushes deeper.
Even though I’m soaking wet, he’s way bigger than I’m accustomed to.He even looks too big as he enters me.I’m shaking, my fingers digging into his shoulders, my body straining to accept him.He groans and swears under his breath, retreating and rocking forward a couple times before he fits it all inside me.
“Oh my fuckinggod…” he gasps, breathless.“You feel amazing…”
And I have to agree.Isaac’s cock buried inside me is the most incredible thing I’ve ever experienced.The stretch is overwhelming and satisfying, and when he moves, I’m overloaded with sensation as his thickness strokes all the sensitive spots inside me.
Isaac presses his face into my neck as he fucks me.He goes slow and gentle as if he’s afraid of hurting me, and his easy pace lets me grow accustomed to his size.His thrusts pick up speed and intensity the more I moan and writhe under him.
He pumps his hips harder and faster, and I whimper in pleasure every time he fills me deep.The point where we’re joined is the dirtiest thing I’ve ever seen.When he retreats, my wetness is visible on his length before he sinks into me again, spreading me with his thick flesh.
This is better than all my fantasies.What a huge waste of time fighting against it and being blind to the possibility.While I was casting my pearls to that swine named Matt, I could have been giving them up to Isaac instead.
“Oh… oh… god…” I pant as that sweet, familiar tension builds in my body.
And then it snaps and I’m gasping Isaac’s name as I come on his cock.This might be the hardest and sweetest he’s ever made me climax.He’s so deliciously thick inside me that my convulsions are more pronounced and intense.As the pulsing sensation fades, he quickly pulls out of me.
“Fuck…” he hisses, shuddering and breathing hard.“Almost didn’t make it.Been a long time for me, and you’re so goddamn tight.”
He crawls down my body and shoves his face between my legs to taste me again.I shudder and roll my hips, my pussy still tingling under his eager licking.Then he moves up my body and captures my breast in his mouth.
I whimper and cup his head to my chest, squirming beneath him as he sucks and swirls his tongue over my nipple.He palms my other breast, flicking his thumb back and forth over the hard point.
Isaac groans when I lift my hips and silently beg him to fuck me again by sliding my pussy along his cock.He slips a hand between us and pushes his fingers into me, fucking them into me as he bobs his head between my breasts.His fingers feel good, but they’re not enough.Not right now.
