Chapter 49 First Time After Care
This time he went painfully slow, gliding his hot tongue from her wet entrance up to her swollen and over sensitive clit.
"Please..."She whimpered, unable to handle what he was giving her.
It was too much. Her stomach flipping hard, heat pooling over and over as she drew every tremor coursing through her veins.
He pressed his lips to her clit and with two fingers he pressed down the skin surrounding her pink bud and used the tip of tongue to torture her with a slow swivel of kisses on the clit that pulsed on his tongue.
Soon, her took her clit into his mouth, sucking and licking out her like a man who was rushing to finish his duty before the time went off.
"Ah!" She pressed down on his shoulders, her body tensing and wrecked underneath him.
She twisted and squirmed, trying to pull him away but he growled angrily, pulling and dragging at her sensitive lips repeatedly before letting it go with a wet flop.
"Have you told you how wonderful you taste, baby?"
He pressed his thumb right on her reddened bud and began rolling circles over her clit.
Isabella cried and sobbed until her throat was dry.
Nikolai was flooding her with too many emotions and desires that she couldn't handle.
They were spilling out of her, her legs shaking round his head and hands drugged into his hair but he didn't care.
Instantly as if on cue, Isabella noticed, Nikolai's masculine scent growing stronger, curling right into her brain.
"Niko—Ah!... please... I will pass out!" She brought a hand to her mouth to muffle her screams but despite that she was above control.
Her hips ignored her unbearable pleasure and sobs of plea and began rolling itself on his tongue, trying to catch and move along the rhythm of how he moved his tongue inside her.
It was so fucking good but at the same time, unbreakable.
Isabella felt her strength going out, she was sure she was going to pass out soon.
Then without another thought, she came done in heavy pours on his chin, and wrists as he fucked her with his fingers while slurping up all the juices.
Nikolai hummed in satisfaction, the vibration shooting straight to her core.
He began again for the fifth time without telling her and added two more fingers, curling them up to her G-spot while sucking her through her shivers.
'Im not satiated yet.' He mused and fixed her legs on his shoulders properly
Isabella noticed he wasn't bringing her down and cried out, "You promised!" Followed by a breathy moan that made her nipples hardened against her top.
It was painful and hard. They were left unattended but at this point she could manage it being left untouched because Nikolai was eating her out like a deranged wolf. His head bobbing up and down with his tongue going up and down, licking every drop she released.
With a strong hold on his black hair, her back arched off the wall as she was held with only one of his hands.
Her toes curled, her calves locked in as he sealed his whole mouth over her clit and sucked, deep and hungry until she came apart like a broken dam.
A sharp guttural scream ripped out from her throat as she squirted over his mouth, jaw, face, splashing against his chest, as her juices rolled down his wrist.
He groaned into her, drinking every gush of liquid, licking her through her shattering aftershocks until she was trembling and sobbing, only then did he slow down.
She was no longer struggling, as her muscles loosned under him.
And that was when Nikolai pulled back, his chest heaving, a low heavy lidded hunger settled in his gaze as he looked at Isabella who had gone unconscious.
Her lashes were wet with tears, cheeks tomatoes red with fresh tears that streaked down her jaw. Her forehead, nose and neck were glistened with sweat.
"Fuck, baby!" He groaned, kissing her inner thighs but he was barely satisfied and she was already unconscious.
"This is how much I've missed you. You don't understand, you occupy my five senses in multiple ways I don't even understand." He revealed as he kissed her inner thighs.
The smell intoxicating and warm that it stirred his hunger afresh.
Pure animalistic need burned right in his iris but he had to hold himself back.
She was unconscious and he wouldn't want to devour her when she was not awake.
It didn't feel right to him.
Isabella was unconscious to her surroundings and her own body movement.
Fresh hot tears still left her eyes, her chest heaved, her legs quivered over his shoulders, her wet core still twitching with aftershocks.
He brought her down to his arms and carried her to the bed.
Carefully as if she was a fragile porcelain bowl, he laid her on the bed and went into the bathroom to bring a neat towel.
With deft fingers he removed her top. Her neck was still bearing the marks he had placed on her a week ago.
They were faint but still visible to the naked eyes.
He leaned in and kissed the marks. An urge in his veins pushing him to make them fresh but he pulled back.
Despite how hard it took him, he restrained himself and cleaned her up and changed her clothes before covering her with the soft sheets.
His first time doing something so intimate like this.
He never cared for the previous ladies he fucked like this and the worst part? He hadn't even bedded her yet and he was already crazy about her.
His thumb traced her lips again, they were so soft under his touch.
Ever since, he regretted the promise he made to her to not claim her lips when all he wanted to do was to feel her lips on his.
He pulled away from her before he kissed her without permission.
Looking over her one last time, he walked out of the room but only after he wore a fresh new white shirt.
"Aria!" He bellowed angrily, a heavy storm brewing over his head.
Every muscle in his jaw tightened with ferocit
y.
'How dare she push, his woman into the pool?'