They entered the house quietly, holding hands. Isaias yawned loudly and groaned.
“Sweetheart let’s go to bed. I’m beat.”
“Sounds good to me.” She walked with him up the stairs to his bedroom and then flung herself onto the mattress and stretched her arms outward. He tossed her overnight bag onto the floor at the foot of the bed, and she heard her phone buzzing from within. “Who the hell is messaging me now?”
“Not sure but whoever it is can wait until morning.” At her frown he laughed and dug the phone out, “or it will bother you all night to not know.” He looked at the display. “Sandy wants to know where you are because Merlin is not home.”
“Take a selfie and send it to her.”
He was snickering as he did what she said. He read aloud as he typed, “it’s not his dick in your sister.” He took a selfie holding up his middle finger and sent it before tossing her phone onto the nightstand. “Speaking of putting dicks in her sister,” he reached for her and pulled her closer. “I missed you. Come here.”
She giggled as untied the robe she was still wearing and shoved it down her shoulders, pushing the spaghetti straps of the wine-colored satin night dress she was wearing.
“Oh, this is pretty.” His eyes darkened as they raked over her body, staring hungrily at how the material barely hung over the curves of her breasts. “You wore this to bed all alone? Tsk tsk,” he clicked his tongue at her.
“I wasn’t sure what time you would be back, and I was prepared in case you stopped by.” She let the straps fall down past her hands as she shimmied out of the material, her breasts swaying with the movement. She noted how his tongue moved to moisten his lips at the exposure of her nipples. This man was very fascinated by her breasts, and she had no problem with it at all. She teasingly trailed her fingernails over her skin slowly watching as his eyes followed her movements.
“Fuck Liesl, you’re gorgeous,” he muttered as he pushed her backwards and pulled the dress down past her hips and then her legs to throw it on the floor. “Mm,” he noted the lack of underwear, “someone had a spa day.” He brushed his thumb over her neatly trimmed pussy. “It’s not a necessity for me but it is appreciated.” He nudged her knees apart with his hands as he bent at the middle and inhaled her.
His actions made her giggle. “Are you sniffing me?”
“Your cunt smells delicious.”
“Isaias!” she put a hand over her shocked mouth as she shrieked his name. His filthy words were wicked.
His tongue boldly swiped up her middle, probing her deeply. His guttural grunt of satisfaction as he encountered her wetness made her whine needily. Her fingers plunged into his hair to hold his face to her as he began slurping and sucking on her, alternating his movements with deep thrusts of his tongue. He speared her with his fingers, curling them deep into her center as his lips latched onto her clit. Never the most patient of lovers, Isaias was wanting her to come, and her body was readily agreeing.
Pleasure curled in the spot beneath his lips as he furiously fingered her into an orgasm. Her head thrashed on the pillow as he pushed her through, never content to simply let her ride it out. He wanted her shaking, vibrating, and sweating with the pleasure he gave her.
She was barely coming off the high when he began working his way up her body, his lips leaving a trail of hickeys from her nearly nude flesh to the orbs he had watched her uncover. He spent a delicious amount of time suckling her, drawing her nipples deep into his mouth, swirling them along his tongue and then moving to the other side before doing it all over again. His fingers continued their steady pumping inside her while he covered her torso in love bites. When her hips lifted off the bed eagerly meeting his hand he withdrew from her just before she came.
She whimpered his name in a plea to finish what he had started, and he laughed hotly as he hoisted her hips upwards, pulling her legs over his thighs and filling her in one brusque movement.
“I want you to come again, Liesl but I want it on my cock this time.” He taunted her as he tweaked her nipples with his fingers while he pummeled her.
Her head struck the headboard as he reamed into her, and she put her hand up to hold herself back. “Don’t stop. You’re hitting the right spot,” she begged him to keep going as he angled her hips upwards. His thumb busied itself with her clit while he hammered away. The wet sounds of their bodies smacking together and their harsh breathing a sexy score to the way he mercilessly drove her to another orgasm.
When she bit her fist, his name muffled against her hand, he yanked it from her mouth and pinned it to her side, at his thigh.
‘I want to hear all the noises, Liesl. All of them. Don’t cover them up.”
He withdrew from her body when her convulsing stopped and he flipped her onto her stomach, lifting her ass high in the air as he slid deep into her. Her face buried into the pillow as he gripped her buttocks in his fingers and rhythmically set his pace again. Her hand slipped under her to tease her clit while he fucked her ruthlessly from behind. She heard the distinct sound of him sucking his fingers and she gasped when his thumb pressed into her butt.
“Oh shit,” she panicked as he laughed darkly.
“You can take it, Liesl. It’s my finger, not my cock.”
He never missed a stroke with his hips as he continued rocking against her, his thumb drawing the slick of their sex upwards to her puckered opening and stroking it. Her fingers faltered as she touched herself, unsure of whether or not what he was doing felt good or hurt. It was a strange mix of pain with pleasure as he pushed his thumb and his cock in and out of her with firm movements.
“Touch yourself babe. Work your clit. I want to feel you come again.”
Isaias Machado was a filthy, wicked-tongued devil who she was helpless to resist. She did as he ordered and her face red and her body flushed, she could barely breathe as he continued the barrage of pleasure on her body. The pain she had contemplated initially was long gone as his thumb stretched her.
She twitched under him, her body spasming with the orgasm which suddenly ripped through her, and he gave a loud shout of pleasure at her actions. Moments later he was cursing her name into the air round them as he filled her to the brink with his come. He pulled out of her and smeared the contents up her ass and continued playing with her hole.
“Next time, I want to fuck you here.”
She gulped as she stared blankly into the pillow. “You do?”
“Fuck yes. When you came, you got so tight you almost tore my finger off. I bet it would be fucking amazing to feel you orgasm with my cock in here.” He slowly withdrew his digit again and leaned over and bit her bottom playfully. He dropped over her and kissed her cheek. “Did I hurt you?”
“No. Not really. It was more shock than anything.”
“It felt good, right?”
“Everything you do feels good, Isaias.”
“Everything?” he nipped her shoulder.
“Mm,” she closed her eyes as exhaustion from their escapades pulled her towards sleep.
“Good. I want you to feel good Liesl. All I want is for you to feel good.” He nuzzled her. “Go to sleep. I’ll clean you up. What time do you need up in the morning for work?”
She mumbled six and then didn’t hear another thing, feeling safe and secure she fell into a deep dreamless slumber until her alarm went off in the morning.
