27-Bedsharing
**Ezra**
Kain left after a final evaluation, leaving Isabella and me to talk. Marcello is still sleeping on the other side of Isabella, but I don't have the heart to leave her tonight. I must stay as close to her as possible until her body fully recovers. There is no way her body does not ache, but she says it only feels warm. I lift Isabella and slide under her, making her lie on me. Her thighs straddle my hips, and her head rests comfortably on my chest. I almost wrap my arms around her again, but I stop myself. That is when Isabella grabs my wrists, places my hands on the globes of her ass, and makes herself comfortable again.
"Don't be afraid to touch me, babe. You won't hurt me." Even her soft, reassuring voice does little to ease my mind. I keep my hands where she put them, but I refrain from squeezing and rubbing.
"Get some rest, love." I give her a goodnight kiss on the top of her head.
"I'm not tired," Isabella whispers and nuzzles below my jaw. She starts licking and sucking on my racing pulse, surely creating a mark. No woman has ever left their mark on me, but I will wear this one with pride. Her center grinds down on my erect length, and her lips travel up my neck, over my jaw, and to my lips. I will never get enough of her. It is hard to believe she was such a brat when we first met. Isabella is the strongest woman I know. That is why she deserves to be a boss in my world. She is kissing me slowly, our tongues making sweet love to each other.
Isabella reaches between us, and she pulls my dick through the fly of my boxer briefs without breaking the connection of our kiss other than to quietly say, "I need you inside me, Ezra."
How can I be mad at her for not calling me Maestro when my name sounds so good coming from her mouth? She lowers onto me, and I sink into her tight, wet pussy. I let her control the speed, which is slow. We've never made love like this. Passionate sex? Plenty of it. But making pure love? This is a first. She flexes her walls around me as she lifts and grinds back down. Isabella is careful not to move the bed because Marcello is still asleep on the other side of the bed. There is something about this that makes it more erotic than usual. It is as if we are making a dirty secret together, even though there is nothing to hide.
I am trying hard to last, but I am about to blow already. I cannot bust before she reaches her climax. That is the ultimate failure as a man, but goddamn she is making it hard on me.
"Isabella, I cannot last much longer. You feel too good." I manage to say against her lips, and she smiles.
"Cum in me, Ezra. I'm with you." She whispers in the sexiest voice I have ever heard, and she pulses around me. We reach our destination together and seal it with another beautiful kiss.
"Isabella Monroe, you are the woman of my dreams." The love in her eyes tells me I am the man of hers too.
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I wake up to Isabella snoring in the middle of the bed and Marcello barely clinging to the other side, snoring even louder. It is as if they are having a competition. It is only seven o'clock in the morning, but I guess I can get our day started. I sneak out of the room and close the door as quietly as possible. As soon as I start walking toward my bedroom, Sophia walks out of the guest bathroom. It is only a few doors down, so we see each other immediately and freeze in our places. I want to believe she means no harm.
"Good morning, Ezra. I just needed to freshen up real quick. I'm sorry if I'm in your way." Her eyes stay trained on the floor out of respect for Alice. I am still in my boxers, so that could be another reason for her lack of eye contact.
"Morning," I respond and walk past her.
"Wait." Her voice sounds nervous, but there is some strength. I stop without turning. "I'm in love with Mistress Alice. She brings out the best in me, and I owe her my life for everything she has done for me. I hate to ask, but I could really use a favor."
"What kind of favor?" It must be important if she has the nerve to ask for anything from me.
"Her birthday is next month, but Isabella will be gone by then. She won't admit it, but I know she wanted her best friend there for her. She's only had Isabella back for a short time, and now she's leaving again. Would it be possible to throw an early surprise birthday party for her before you leave? I have no money right now, so I can't pull this off alone. I don't expect you to hand me cash, but do you think Isabella could help me plan it and put it together while Mistress Alice is at work?" I turn around and see her fidgeting with her fingers, eyes still looking at the floor. I hate that I can see the good in her again, but at least it is real this time. At this point, I can tell the difference. I am no longer a clueless boy.
"I am sure Isabella would be happy to help. I will talk to her and Marcello when they wake up. She will get in touch with you." She nods once, and excitement flashes across her face. She is trying to remain calm and collected, but I know she wants to celebrate. I turn back around and go to my bedroom.
I turn on my shower to let the water heat up as I pick out my clothes for the day. I settle for a simple, black button-up dress shirt and navy blue slacks with my smooth, black leather belt. I quickly wash my hair and body because I want to be dressed before Isabella wakes up.
I brush my teeth, style my hair, and put my clothes on in record time. I almost forget to spray on the cologne Isabella loves, but I make sure it is applied before I leave my bedroom. I go downstairs to see the kitchen staff working on our breakfast. Isabella will be pleased to know they brewed extra coffee this morning. I take my seat at the table, and a few minutes later, Isabella walks into the room, wrapped in her fuzzy blanket, looking grumpy as usual. I love to kiss the lines between her scrunched-up eyebrows in the mornings.
"Good morning, love." I get up, and pull her chair out for her. She takes her seat.
"Mernin." She mumbles as I kiss her moody face.
"They made extra coffee this morning for you." By the time I finish my sentence, the hot beverage is brought out and made for her.
"Thank you. You deserve a raise. This is the best cup of liquid life I have ever had." Isabella praises after she takes a sip and Audry's face lights up. Audry has been trying to master the perfect cup of coffee for Isabella for days now.
"It is my pleasure, Ma'am. Would you like your eggs scrambled or over easy this morning?" She is a great staff member and she is always on top of her duties.
"Surprise me. I trust your judgment." Isabella winks at her, and she scurries off to get our food.
"How much of a raise would you like to give her?" I ask with a serious tone.
"A twenty-dollar raise." She responds, equally serious.
"Twenty dollars more a week?" That is hardly a raise.
"Twenty dollars more an hour. And I hope she gets health benefits and a good 401(k) plan. Dealing with my ass in the mornings should pay well." Money is not an issue, but we pay all of our staff well. So well that medical bills would not put a dent in their pockets. However, what Isabella says, goes.
"Say no more. She will be twenty dollars richer an hour and have a beautiful retirement one day." I take my first sip and moan. Isabella was right, this is the best. I wonder what the hell Audry has done differently this time.
Marcello finally joins us, freshly showered. He is dressed in a black V-neck shirt, paired with classic white Chino shorts. His long, wet hair in a bun.
"Sorry for taking your night in Isabella's bed last night. You can trade me days." He says as he takes a seat.
"No need to apologize. I slept in there too." He nearly snaps his neck to look in my direction.
"We shared the bed?" He looks confused. Audry brings all of our plates and serves them.
"Not only did we share the bed, but Isabella and I made sweet love right beside you. It was pretty exhilarating." I take a bite of the fresh bacon on my plate and smile.
"How did that not wake me up?" His eyes move from me to Isabella, and back to me.
"It was slow and quiet. I mean, it was very slow. And she did this thing with her walls. It was phenomenal." I rub it in.
"Lucky bastard," Marcello mumbles as he spreads apple butter on his toast.
"Anyway, I will be sleeping in her bed every night from now on. Feel free to join us." I drop the bomb on him as if it were a simple suggestion.
"Excuse me? I will not be sharing a bed with you, Ezra." We never considered the benefits of sharing her bed.
"Then it is your loss. We both have the chance to wake up to Isabella every day. We could be holding her all night, every night. I do not know about you, but I sleep like shit when I am away from her." I present my points, and he considers my words.
"We need to get a bigger bed." He grumbles but agrees. Isabella looks shocked, but a smile slowly spreads across her face. I think this is the earliest she has ever cracked a smile.
"I will order one today," I respond. Alice and Sophia make their appearance.
"Good morning, guys. Thank you for letting us stay, but we have to get going." Alice wraps Isabella into a tight embrace, and Isabella reciprocates. After a lovely 'goodbye', they leave the manor. I guess now is the right time to talk to Isabella about the surprise birthday party Sophia would like to throw for Alice.
I go over everything Sophia mentioned, and Isabella seemed to be excited about it. She was equally upset about not being here for Alice on her birthday, but she did not want to inconvenience us with her emotions. Marcello and I had to remind her that she is never an inconvenience.
"Well, I guess I need to get the planning started. We leave in ten days so we will have the party this Saturday. I'll have to figure out a way of contacting Sophia without Alice noticing. I guess I can stop by her place while Alice is working." Isabella thinks out loud.
"We will come with you. I still do not trust Sophia. I do not want you alone with her." Marcello says, and I agree.
"Okay, fair enough." She stands and drinks the last bit from her third cup of coffee before leaving the room.