“Busy night planned?” she asked with a smile.
“Yes, I have plans with every part of your delicious body. Now I’m certain I told you to take your clothes off and yet you still have things covering you. Take it off.”
Isabel reached behind her and unclasped her bra, then slipped out of her panties. Micah had a crazed look in his eyes as he reached for himself, rubbing his hard cock through his boxer briefs.
“Fuck Iz, how am I ever going to look at you with clothes on again? If I had my way, I’d keep you naked and tied to my bed forever.”
She stepped back into his arms. The only thing Isabel wanted at that moment was Micah. Her breasts were heavy, and the throbbing need between her legs was a sign her body was completely on board. She grabbed a hold of the waistband of his boxer briefs and pulled them down just enough to slip her hand around his cock. He grunted in response, pushing harder into her and bending slightly to suck on her neck as he had earlier. She stroked him hard, knowing a gentle touch wouldn’t work for a man like Micah. There was something deep within him begging, no, demanding to get out, and she needed it with every ounce of her soul.
“Fuck me. Please Micah,” she whined into his ear as he moved from one side of her neck to the other.
He picked her up and placed her on his bed, covering her body with his and losing what remained of his clothes. His mouth moved down her neck to her hard, taut nipples. He pulled one into his mouth, sucking hard and pulling on it with his teeth as she arched into him, pressing her hips into his for relief. With his other hand, he pinched and pulled and she begged him for more.
“More what? Tell me again, Izzy, tell me what you want.”
“I want you. I need you to fuck me. Fill me up with your cock. Please, Micah, please.”
Her pleading sounded as if she was on the verge of tears. The voice coming from her would have embarrassed her if the words she was saying weren’t true. But her mind was scrambled, and she didn’t give a damn what she sounded like as long as he was pleased with what she had to say. He slipped his hand between her legs and, without warning, pressed two fingers deep into her core.
“You’re so tight, so wet, damn, so perfect,” he grunted into her ear.
Isabel felt a sharp, sweet pain as he pressed a third finger into her.
“Does it hurt?”
“Only in the best way,” she said, looking straight at him so there was no confusion about what she wanted.
“Does my little Izzy like it rough? I can make it hurt, Iz. I will make you hurt in all the best ways. I promise you that.”
He pulled his fingers out of her. They were slick with her wetness, and she watched as he raised them to his mouth and sucked them clean. The promise of every fantasy she had, and the sight before her had her whimpering in need.
“So sweet. I’m going to enjoy fucking you with my tongue later. Open your legs and let me see how wet you are.”
Thankful for the slightly intoxicated state she was in, she bent both of her knees, spreading her legs and let him see what he did to her.
She was dripping, and the sight of it set Micah on edge. He was trying harder than ever not to scare her off, but the animal he kept tame throughout the day wanted to come out and play. It was as if it recognized its equal in Isabel. If this was the only chance he had with her, he wasn’t going to waste a moment of it. She said the pain was good, so he’d give her pain. He’d fuck her so hard she’d be screaming and crying out his name and as the tears fell and her makeup ran down her face, then he would hold her tight and make it all better again.
Micah grabbed a condom from the bed, opened it, and rolled it on. He wasn’t taking any chances tonight, and there were a lot of things they hadn’t discussed. He would give anything to take her bare, but without a conversation about it, he wouldn’t try. Not tonight.
“That’s a good girl,” he commented, paying close attention to the sweet smile that crossed her face.
“Do you like that Iz? Do you want to be my good girl?” he said as he dipped one finger into her and gently stroked it upward and over her clit. Her body bucked up in response, and she nodded her head repeatedly.
“Yes, I want to be your good girl. Tell me what you need from me, Micah, I’ll give you anything.”
The words hit in places they shouldn’t. They were words he didn’t realize he needed to hear from her, but as soon as she said them, it felt as if something that was missing slipped into place. The two of them had been destined for this journey since the day she walked into his life.
“Come here. I want you on top of me so I can watch you fuck yourself on my cock.”
He sat up against the headboard and pulled her to him as she straddled him. He leaned forward, catching her mouth before she made any moves. Her kisses were as desperate and needy as his. He sucked her bottom lip into his, then bit it roughly, tasting the sweet sting of her blood in his mouth. He growled out his satisfaction as she whimpered in his arms.
“Izzy, fuck me now.”
He grabbed her by the hips and pressed up inside her hard and fast as she let out a scream. Her nails dug into his shoulders and she held her body still once he was deep within her.
“Good girl,” he said, stroking her back as she smiled and relaxed into him, slowly rocking back and forth on his cock while adjusting to his size. He gave her the time she needed until her pace soon increased. She ground her hips into him, staring down at him as he reached one hand up around her neck. He held her neck in his hand as her eyes opened wide, curious about what he would do next. Now wasn’t the time, but soon. Soon, every part of this woman would be his to do what he wished with it. He tightened his hand just a little to test the waters, and she closed her eyes, rolling her head back, offering herself up to him. Her breathing became labored, and he knew she was close. Pulling his hand from her neck, he grabbed her hips and began pounding up into her as she continued her pace, fucking him into sweet ecstasy. She screamed as the pleasure washed over her body. The tension rolled through her as he continued to fuck her, riding every wave of her orgasm until he couldn’t hold out any longer and emptied himself inside of her.
Isabel collapsed onto him, and he held her tightly to his chest. The woman he had known for years who had more walls than Fort Knox just let them all shatter around her long enough for him to see the beauty she was. As their breathing slowed, he shift to lay her next to him on the bed.
“I’m going to get rid of the condom. Don’t move.”
She let out a soft sigh in response, and he left to clean up in the bathroom. He walked back to find her right where he left her, eyes closed and breathing softly. She had dozed off in the few moments he left her. Micah pulled a sheet over her naked body and went to the kitchen to cut up some fruit and get water for the both of them. He’d let her rest, but he was nowhere near done with her tonight. He had promised her pain, and pain he would give her. Unleashing the beast inside him could terrify most women, but not Isabel. His Izzy could take him, and he would give her all of him tonight. No regrets meant no regrets. If tonight ended up their only night together, then he was going to live out every fantasy he ever had about her, and she’d better be ready.