Chapter 110: Satisfy Me

Isabelle’s Point of View:

We pulled over to Achilles’ apartment and went inside in a rush. It took a lot for me to control myself from kissing him right then and there outside his place, but it probably wouldn’t be a decent image running around in public.

As soon as the door was locked, he pulled me in for a hungry kiss, sloppily dominating my mouth with his tongue. His hands traced my hips and waist in a lustful movement, but couldn’t get much access due to my huge dress.

He pulled back and quickly unzipped my dress from the back. After it fell down on the floor, he picked me up to help me wiggle out of it without falling down and then kissed me again, not wasting any breath.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered just like he had done so many times before, and continued smothering me with kisses.

“You’re perfect,” I replied and continued kissing him back. He picked me up in his arms and then kept me on the couch. “Everything, everyone… Everyone has tried to pull us apart, but Bella, I—I can’t leave this,” He continued kissing me as he whispered. “I love you. I love this. I love us.”

I smiled as I slightly moaned at his wet kisses on my neck. “Me too…” I whispered back in a slutty undertone.

He moved down and started sucking on my nipples as I closed my mouth shut, trying to quiet my moans. His hand roamed to the inside of my thighs and he touched the outline of my panty ever so lightly while roughly licking my nipples. I could feel his tongue over my rock-hard nipples as he stimulated me to the core.

“Oh…” I moaned as he moved on to my other nipple and his other hand brushed against my pussy lips. Even the slightest touch caused me to shiver.

“I can—I can be a whole different person, Bella, I… I can change myself, but…” He whispered as he stopped touching me and slowly mumbled near my ear. “There’s little control I have over myself when you—when you look so sexy.”

I just smiled widely. A part of me couldn’t believe we were married and everything, but my thoughts were clouded so much by what was happening at the moment. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me again.

“Touch me, Ace,” I breathed out after a few seconds. “I… I need it.”

“I will,” He whispered, “but today we’re gonna do something new.”

I looked at him as he removed his shirt. Even though his six-pack was distracting me to my core, I couldn’t help but notice the scars and the burns on his body. My heart seemed to drop at the painful wounds that marked that perfect body, but he didn’t seem to be bothered by anything.

Before I could say anything, he grabbed me and picked me up like a doll, and soon we were going to his room. He kept me on the bed, softly and kissed me on the forehead. “Everything that happens from this second… I want you to tell me if you like it.”

I nodded slowly, wildly curious about his intentions. I watched as he dimmed the lights, just enough to make the room even sexier than it was. It was lit up in golden light as if it was a candle-light dinner.

Although it meant I couldn’t really see what he was doing—All I noticed was that he walked over to the drawers and took something from there. The curiosity and the secrecy was killing me.

“Close your eyes,” He said in a rather dominating tone, from afar.

“Okay,” I replied and closed them tightly, fully intending to enjoy the surprise he promised. I couldn’t help but smile at the excitement I felt.

I could hear his steps getting louder as I felt him coming closer. He tied a cloth around my eyes and I was blindfolded.

“It doesn’t matter if you open your eyes now,” He said after a minute of silence and I opened them, unable to see anything.

“Now,” He grabbed my attention and I listened intently. “Every touch. Every caress. Every movement. Every… thing. Tell me if you like it.” His voice was husky and deep, even more sexier than ever before.

I slowly nodded, trying to speak as little as I could. The way he was repeating the same thing, I could feel he was going to do something vastly different from our previous adventures which made me so much more excited.

“Lie down,” He demanded and I followed, seeing no reason to not comply. I shifted down and laid on my back on the wide bed.

I felt him grab my hands and take them to their respective extremities. It wouldn’t take a genius to know that he cuffed them to some place and now I couldn’t move them.

As I thought he was done with tying me, he lightly touched my upper thighs. “Spread your legs, baby.” He whispered seductively and I felt myself getting wetter by the second. I opened them slightly, enough for him to see the wetness between my legs.

“I said, spread your fucking legs!” He shouted in a harsh tone and I flinched, but for some reason, I liked the way he dominated me. I spread them as wide as I possibly could—I wasn’t very flexible, but I guess it was good enough. “Good girl,” His voice grew softer as he tied them too.

“Now, let me tell you what’s gonna happen,” He said as he chuckled, his rough tone sending chills to me. “I read your fucking fantasies and now they’re gonna come true.”

I took a deep breath. “M–My fantasies?”

“Those little stories you write,” He said slowly, “Well, used to write. I know all about them, you naughty girl.”

“But… but how?” I asked, whimpering at his words.

“You’d think I wouldn’t want to know what my little good girl likes? I mean, who’d satisfy you if Daddy won’t, huh?”

“Mm…” I hummed as I realised how much I was turned on by that. I had always kind of had this kink, but I was too scared to bring it up or ask him to play it out. It wasn’t as if the sex we had wasn’t enough for me anyway. I was always left shivering and more satisfied than anything.

“Now,” He said, breaking the three-second silence, “Let’s see how long you can hold your orgasm, my little girl, because if you cum without my permission, things are gonna take a turn.”

Oh, I could already feel myself on the edge.