***POV ISABELA***
I woke up completely sweaty and out of breath. The air conditioning was on, but to me, it felt like I was in a sauna, considering how hot the room was.
A new wave of pleasure hit me, and I tried to close my legs tightly, but strong, agile hands held me back.
I looked down at the sight of the gods. Noah was between my legs, sucking me off eagerly.
For God's sake...
What better way to wake up?
My legs trembled, and without being able to hold back, I gave in to an intense and overwhelming orgasm, letting out a loud moan.
He raised his head to look me in the eye and gave me a little sideways smile before standing up.
"Good morning, my pretty."
"Good morning?" I asked, "Is there a better way to wake up?"
He laughed and gave me a long kiss.
"There isn't. And I can wake you up like this every day if you want; I'd love to."
I bit my lip in response and searched his body with my gaze. Noah was dressed only in a pair of white boxer shorts - almost transparent - which showed off his erect member.
“I brought you some coffee," he said, gesturing with his head to the side. I looked away from his member and towards the table by the bed, where there was a tray full of food.
“I'm starving.” He smiled and made a point of moving away so we could eat, but I crossed my legs around his waist and put my arms around his neck. “And I'm not talking about food,” I added.
Noah stared at me for several minutes, not knowing what to say. He opened his mouth several times but nothing came out.
"Wow!"
He was surprised.
"You know, Noah..." I ran my nails over his defined chest. "I'm starting to think I made the right choice in letting our romance happen."
I felt his body shudder and he shivered as I ran my fingers over his chest. He closed his eyes for long minutes and when he opened them, he stared into mine with that intensity that only he had.
"Starting to think?" He asked, pretending to be offended. "I thought you'd come to that conclusion last night."
"Hmm... Do you think so?" I asked to tease him and rolled onto his lap. I could feel her hardness beneath me.
"I'm sure, but I can show you what's waiting for you."
"Show me."
Noah smiled.
Oh, that damn smile!
He put his thick hands on my waist and got up off the bed with me on his lap.
“I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll forget your name.”
I thought about answering him, but everything disappeared when he put me on an erotic chair in the bedroom. He left my legs wide open, my intimacy too exposed.
I watched as, without delay, he removed his underwear, making his member jump out, and my mouth salivated, because I wanted to suck it. He ran his hand over his member, making back-and-forth movements as he approached me. He leaned towards me and sucked on my breasts, eliciting a moan from me.
"I'm going to fuck you so good that you'll never want to be fucked by anyone else in your life."
I screamed as he came me without warning. I was already very wet, which made things easier for him. He withdrew slowly and penetrated me. I was going crazy.
"Noah," I moaned his name as he entered me once more.
"Yummy."
He squeezed my neck hard and started fucking me hard too.
At this point, there were no more manners or control. I screamed and moaned like crazy, and so did he.
There's nothing better than a man's moan.
I loved listening to him.
His hoarse moans only made me hornier.
I was so wet that he slipped in and out easily.
“Turn your back to me; let me see your delicious ass,” he ordered.
On the chair, there was a place to put my feet and knees, and next to it, there was an instruction manual for all the positions we could do on the chair. I stood with my back to him, eager.
He slapped my ass and filled me once again. Our bodies were sweaty because not even the air conditioning was able to cool the room; it felt like it was on fire.
He stopped moving inside me for a moment; I knew it was to prolong his orgasm. He took my hair, which was sticking to my back, and put it on my shoulder, leaving my back free. He kissed it several times, and wherever he touched it with his soft lips, I shivered.
“Did you make the right choice?” he whispered in my ear. “Huh?”
“Low blow,” I answered with a certain difficulty.
“Answer me.”
“You know the answer.”
“I know, but I want to hear it from your hot little mouth.”
“Me,” said, starting to move inside me again, blocking my speech.
“Tell me to listen, beautiful.”
“I made the right choice. Our sex is...”
I searched for words to describe it; I'd never felt such intense physical pleasure.
"Perfect," we said together, looking into each other's eyes. I felt his member pulsing inside me, and I also came apart on his member. We had an orgasm together..
(…)
I took a loaf of bread from the tray and spread some cream cheese on it, taking a bite and savoring its delicious taste.
“Hum...” I groaned in approval. “This is delicious.”
I ran my tongue over my lip to wipe off the curd cheese that was left behind. I looked up and found him staring at me.
“What's wrong?” I asked.
Noah smiled and nodded.
“I'm thinking how lucky I am to be here with you.”
I blushed like a teenager; I hated it.
“And I wanted to be that bread," he added, drawing a hearty laugh from me. I knew he was thinking garbage.
I looked at the clock on the wall in front of me; it was just past 9 am.
“I have to leave.”
“Why?” he wanted to know. “I thought you didn't have an appointment today.”
“I don't, but I wanted to see my daughter today.”
“Doesn't she live with you?” he asked.
“Not yet, no. She doesn't want to go home without her father.” I sighed.
“There's no risk of you going back?” He asked fearfully. I quickly denied it.
“Not at all.”
He smiled. Have I mentioned how beautiful that smile is? I've never met someone with such a beautiful smile.
I followed Noah with my eyes. He got up from his chair and walked around the table, stopping in front of me and holding out his hand. I took his hand and stood up in front of him.
“Let's enjoy it some more,” he said, kissing my neck.
“Don't you get tired?” I asked, genuinely surprised at his willingness. We fucked in the chair, then we went to bed, and then we fucked again in the bathroom in the shower.
“You? Never.”