Chapter 22: XXII

Isabell POV

It was an endless circle.

Tonight I found myself in some sort of space, encircled by nothing but darkness.

“Isabell,” a voice called out to me, it came as a whisper.

Levi, Levi, Levi. That was all I could think of as my eyes fluttered open. The voice marched on the face. It was him.

I felt a kiss perch right on my cheeks. Levi's lips were inches away from me, I moved my hands to my face, to feel it. To feel where he had just kissed me, to discover if it was real.

I opened my eyes, and saw him smiling right before me. I still thought it was a dream for some reason.

“Are you real?” I whispered, not wanting to wake up from the dream. He was up close, I finally had him with me. There was relief in my voice.

“I'm right here with you Isabell, of course, I am real,” he replied as he kissed my cheek once more.

“What happened?" I jolted up on the bed. "How are you here? What's going on?” I asked as I scrambled up to my feet, standing up to get a clearer view of him. He was on the bed with me. This wasn't a dream.

“Calm down Isabell. Come with me,” I didn't resist when he said those words to me, I followed him like a dutiful puppy, like one of my fathers' dogs, and he led us past the cold night air that filled the hallway, down to his room.

I still couldn't believe that he was real, that he was here in front of me.

“I've missed you,” He whispered close to my ear , and my heart did flips inside my ribcage.

“I... I have too…” My eyes met his green ones, and his lips curved into a crooked smile. I felt my breath hitch in my throat and I found myself stepping closer. It wasn't until then that I realized that our bodies were already pressed against each other.

His hands rested on my hips as we looked deep into each other's eyes, his chest rising up and down slowly as he took a slow, ragged inhale and let it out slowly. I could feel how hot his body was through my thin sweater as I rested my palms on his bare chest.His warm breath caressed my lips. I leaned in further.

Our lips finally met. He kissed me hungrily, his tongue sweeping over mine to claim its right place. My whole body shivered as he slid a hand under my shirt and rested it against my skin, his other arm wrapping around me and pulling my body even closer to his.

I melted. I lost all sense of rationality and allowed his lips to lead me away from reality. I forgot about the rest of the world, I stopped thinking as his lips traveled over my skin, taking me higher and higher on his addictive addiction and I started losing myself in him, falling apart at the seams, I was only focused on what his lips were doing to me. I gasped as he nibbled and sucked softly at my neck.

“Levi…”

“Hmm” But he didn't stop there. With one swift movement he lifted me bridal style off of my feet and placed me on his bed so that I was laying flat across his pillow with him above me.

He tugged at the waistband of my pants, and they fell to my ankles in an instant. His fingers brushed against my skin and goosebumps erupted all over my arms and legs. His mouth came back to mine and devoured them just as ravenously as before and I couldn't help but moan.

I began to tug at his pants too , but his hold on me tightened, “No,” He panted, kissing the sensitive skin behind my ear and causing more sparks to shoot through my entire body, sending a wave of pleasure through me.

“Please…” I begged again, desperate to touch him.

“No,” He repeated. And with those words he got off the bed and casually walked to his closet and brought out a brown box.

I sat up, unsure of what was going on. Did he bring something for me? When he opened it, I gasped.

“What are these?” I asked him even when I knew what they were.

“Sex toys, bdsm kits,” He answered bluntly. And my eyes widened further in realization.

“What is it? You haven't tried any of it before?” He continued.

“Noooo,” I said softly, blushing furiously, “I Uhm...” How could I tell him I had sex only once?

“Are you a virgin Isabell?” His voice was calm and steady, not showing even a hint of worry or annoyance that I'd lied to him about this.

I shook my head.

“I had sex one time,” I confessed sheepishly. He raised an eyebrow at me and I could see his mind calculating his next move.

“We will see,”

He didn't give me any time to reflect on what that could mean, he took out a handcuff and bound my wrists to the headboard of the bed.

Anticipation coursed through my veins as he approached me once again, this time he removed his shoes, socks and pants, leaving only his briefs.

He kissed me once again deeply and passionately, then pulled away once more to look at me, his face unreadable. He stood there for a moment, taking in every inch of my naked body while I stared up at him. I couldn't take my eyes off him, no matter what I wanted.

Finally he nodded, satisfied by what he saw.

He went on to cuff my legs to each side of the bed so that I would be secured. He kneeled down and started massaging my thighs. The pain made me gasp and I whimpered.

“Relax” He breathed in my ear, “It'll pass,” He kissed there, then started running soft kisses from my thigh to my stomach, and back to my waist, his mouth moving lower and lower until it hovered over my pussy.

His hand caressed my clit gently, “You're wet already,” He said in awe.

Then he rubbed me with his thumb, the friction almost making me come undone.

“So wet,” he whispered. “How do you want to be treated?”

I bit my lip hard and tried to contain my moan.

“How do you want to be treated? Do you want me to fuck you roughly until you cum? Or would you prefer to be fucked delicately yet wickedly … like I know you can do?”

I could practically see the sparkle in his green eyes, and I wanted him more than anything else in that moment.

“Just fuck me,” I was desperate for him.

“Isabell… you need to be pleasured first, not dominated,” He said in a low voice. “I know you are eager, but it's important that you understand that your needs must be taken seriously first and foremost. If you allow me to pleasure you I will be your first priority.” His thumb traced the rim of my ass.

I shivered, “Do it then.” Was all I could get out between gasps. He smiled devilishly and grabbed the vibrator from the box.

“If you don't want this, I can switch to something else,” He assured me, putting the toy against my entrance.

“But do let me know if you change your mind,” He said teasingly while he pressed the button.

When he brought it to my pussy , I cried out loudly, trying to hide my embarrassment. My body quaked with the effort to control my breathing.

My whole body seemed to tingle, I felt hypersensitive and itched to touch myself. As he positioned it further, near my opening, he leaned over me and sucked and bit on my nipples, eliciting another loud moan from my lips.

“More, Levi,” I begged. I couldn't handle this anymore, he drove me insane.

“Not now,” He whispered, “I'm sorry.”

I closed my eyes in frustration, but he couldn't suppress a small chuckle escaping from his lips.

He continued to suck and rub on my nipples while the machine continued to rub against my clit .

After some time, it hit the spot that was driving me crazy. The pressure grew stronger and my body began shaking uncontrollably, my orgasm quickly rushing to its inevitable conclusion.