Chapter 278 Intense Sex

Chapter 278 Intense Sex

"When you jumped from the eighteenth floor, how come you weren't scared then?"

"I was confident I could handle it."

Isabella muttered quietly, her eyes darting away, not daring to look at him.

"Confident?"

Jonathan raised an eyebrow and suddenly leaned down, trapping her between his embrace and the soft bed.

"So are you confident you can escape from me today?"

His breath brushed against Isabella's neck, carrying a faint scent of cedar, making her heart race instantly.

Isabella looked up and met his unfathomable eyes, where she could clearly see her own reflection.

She knew that tonight, there was really no escape for her.

"Mr. Hamilton,"

Isabella took the initiative, wrapping her arms around his neck and standing on tiptoe to kiss the corner of his lips.

"Then be gentle, I'm really tired today."

Jonathan's body stiffened, the anger in his eyes gradually replaced by tenderness.

He lowered his head and planted a soft kiss on her forehead,

his voice hoarse but full of affection,

"Okay, I'll be gentle."

Jonathan didn't keep his word.

Isabella was pinned at the entrance of her pussy by Jonathan's huge dick, her hands also gripped by Jonathan's one hand and pressed firmly above her head.

Then, Isabella's two slender, straight legs were forced apart, hooked around Jonathan's waist on both sides, swaying constantly with Jonathan's dense kissing movements.

Jonathan kept nibbling and sucking, devouring Isabella's lips, while his tongue continuously explored and licked inside her mouth.

Isabella was kissed until she was covered in fragrant sweat.

Then, Isabella felt a heavy, swollen sensation in her chest and lower abdomen.

Jonathan sucked on Isabella's nipple through her clothes.

Isabella immediately cried out in stimulation.

His slick tongue circled around her areola, and Isabella felt tingles all over her body.

Then, Jonathan used his teeth to pull Isabella's clothes upward, revealing her black lace bra.

As his tongue kissed and licked her skin, her skin gradually flushed with shyness.

Isabella felt a warm flow streaming out from her pussy below.

Just when Isabella thought Jonathan would have more foreplay, Jonathan quickly stripped off his own clothes, held his huge dick and thrust straight into her cunt.

Isabella wasn't prepared for a moment and her whole body twitched from being startled by the huge dick.

"No more, no, Jon, Jonathan, stop."

"Call me husband!"

Jonathan's hoarse voice sounded in Isabella's ear.

"Husband, no!"

Isabella felt like her body no longer belonged to her, his glans penis becoming even deeper inside her body with each violent thrust.

No matter how desperately Isabella cried out, Jonathan acted as if he didn't hear, still fucking her crazily.

After forty minutes, Jonathan still showed no sign of ejaculating.

Not only was each of his thrusts forceful, but he also changed positions from time to time. Isabella's waist and knees were already weak and sore, her whole body drained of strength.

Originally, with that bag of witchcraft treasures, she might have been able to break free from Jonathan's grip, but Jonathan had Azburg take away all of Isabella's witchcraft treasures.

Along with Isabella's tears, Jonathan's semen also flowed out.

Part of it was shot into Isabella's body.

Part of it ran down her sunken lower abdomen, forming a small puddle in her navel.

But Jonathan didn't take Isabella to wash up at all. When he saw his semen covering Isabella's entire body, his dick hardened again.

He immediately started the second round of sex.

Isabella's throat was already hoarse and couldn't make a sound, her lips turned bright red from Jonathan's sucking.

There was even some of his semen at the corner of her lips.

As her body swayed, tears and his semen slid down to the side of her face, mixing with the sound of her gasping, emanating a deadly temptation.

Jonathan felt that his dick, tightly wrapped by her vagina, was being licked by countless little suction cups inside the vagina on his glans penis.

Every time he pulled his dick out, those little suction cups would firmly grip his glans penis, not letting him leave.

Several times when Isabella's vagina involuntarily contracted, he almost ejaculated.

At this moment, Jonathan's back was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

The veins popping out on his arms from continuous exertion were thrilling to see.

Jonathan had broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

His constantly working waist moved rhythmically as he thrust during sex.

Finally, after Isabella passed out, he completely released all his semen.

The warm breath shot deep into Isabella's body, forcing her to make sounds of stimulation.

Jonathan lay on top of Isabella. Only at this moment of complete release could he feel that Isabella's sense of being alive had returned.

God only knows, the entire evening, he had been living in fear and anxiety.

Jonathan and Brandon had actually arrived at the door of the study building in the afternoon when Isabella was livestreaming.

But they just couldn't get in.

Clearly after they entered through the main door there was a corridor, and not far down they could see the elevator, but the flickering lights of the elevator made people afraid to take it.

Then Jonathan and Brandon went up the emergency stairs.

After they went up, what their eyes saw was going from the second floor to the third floor, but in reality, Jonathan and Brandon kept circling between the first and second floors.

If it weren't for Isabella later defeating that ghost named Royce.

None of them could have gone up that building.

At that moment, Jonathan was truly scared.

He just wanted to hide Isabella away where no one could find her.

And then make love to her every day.

Only with his dick always inside Isabella's vagina would he feel that she was completely possessed by him.

Isabella woke up startled in the bathtub.

She saw Jonathan carefully bathing her with red-rimmed eyes.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around Jonathan's neck.

"You wanted to fuck me, and I didn't resist. Now you're crying? Can't we just move past today's events?"

Jonathan said nothing, his passionate kiss once again blocked Isabella's mouth.

When Isabella and Jonathan came out of Lavender Manor, it was already close to ten at night.

If he weren't afraid of the Tudor Family worrying, Jonathan actually didn't want to take Isabella back.

But Gloria had also called several times.

With no choice, Isabella and Jonathan still had to pull their tired bodies together and return to the Tudor Manor.

They received another round of scolding. Seeing that Isabella had already been "dealt with" by Jonathan, the Tudor Family finally let Isabella off with both heartache and helplessness.

Among the Tudor Family members, only Charles and Dylan's eyes revealed not only worried looks but also faintly conveyed excited glints.

Early the next morning when Isabella got up, she saw two extra people serving at the dining table.

Charles and Dylan, one holding breakfast and one holding coffee, were respectfully waiting for Isabella to come downstairs.

The male heads of the Tudor Manor had all gone out early in the morning, and last night Gloria, Yvette, and Nora had waited too late for Isabella to come home, so they were all still resting this morning.

So at this moment in the dining room, there were only Isabella, Charles, and Dylan.