Chapter 74 You've ruined everything!

Isabela

Night was falling when he suddenly burst into our bedroom. After an invigorating bath, the moment finally arrived when I would surprise him. As for the two of us, we were able to conclude our conversation, which had begun in the afternoon. All the secrets of our past were revealed, and we made a mutual promise not to keep any more secrets.

Fernando's firm footsteps echoing across the floor, fresh from a meeting about the sentencing of his brother and Jaime, led him to me. His eyes lit up at the sight of me, and with a mischievous grin, he let out a laugh.

"Am I delaying your daring plans, my beloved?"

"What the hell, but of course you are!" He came back so quickly that I didn't have time to prepare, the duke ruined everything... "You've ruined the surprise I planned for tonight." I pouted, my frustration evident.

He stopped when he stood next to me.

"What are you wearing?" I felt his hands squeeze my buttocks, covered in that light peach-colored fabric.

"What else are your hands going to touch?" I retorted, turning around and wrapping my arms around him in a tight hug.

"Exactly where your mind is thinking I'm going to touch, my sweet lady." A promise of boldness shone in his sin-colored eyes. "I can't wait any longer, lie down."

Slowly, I leaned my body back enough to arch my back and look directly at Fernando.

"The surprise is incomplete, but does my duke like the way I'm dressed?" My lips curved at the memory of the touch of those large hands on my waist, which filled my mind with anticipation."

"This outfit makes you even more beautiful."

"Beautiful isn't enough. I know I'm very hot. This is a nightie, I asked for it to be made as provocative as possible."

"It's the first time I've seen a lady wearing something so short." He said enthusiastically.

"I'll be the first and last woman your eyes will see in this provocative way. What will become of my duke when he sees me in my panties and brassiere..." I spoke suggestively, enveloping the duke's mind in mystery.

I love teasing this man in every way.

"And what are panties and a brassiere?"

"They're underwear that's even shorter than the ones I'm wearing."

"My God, girl! Stop talking, Isabela, do you want to exhaust me prematurely? Come on, put your hands next to your body on the mattress, I want to suck your pussy."

That order was irrefutable, what woman would dare argue? I stretched out and gave in to the duke's request, while, over my shoulder, my eyes met the ceiling, and I felt the duke's intense desire to possess my body. He slid skillfully under the silk fabric, causing a long shiver to run down my spine as his tongue touched the pleasure zone. The sensation of feeling the duke was indescribably delicious, he was a master at pleasuring me.

It was then that the first gentle caress ran across my abdomen, awakening indescribable sensations. Soon after, I felt the moist tip of his tongue playing provocatively in my navel, making circles and leaving me completely enraptured. Fernando's touch, with his left hand, began to delicately caress the inside of my thigh, moving upwards with infinite boldness until he reached the desired destination. At that moment, my treasure was already drenched in pleasure, ready to take me to an unimaginable ecstasy.

"Your tongue..."

"Shh..." He whispered, beneath the fabric. "Don't move. Close your eyes. Let me do this..."

His perverted hand on my intimacy, slowly, squeezing all my nerves, as I felt him drive me to delirium with his finger on my clit. Involuntarily, I spread my legs in response, holding my breath, but I wanted more than a finger penetrating me.

"Are you going to penetrate me with your finger?"

"Don't be an anxious girl."

"I'm wearing these clothes to receive everything from you. I want more than a finger. Make me moan loudly as you fuck me, I want to feel all your excitement penetrating me intensely."

Fernando, however, limited himself to lubricating his thumb with my hot cream and, in an nothing innocent manner, began a slow, careful movement. His intention was to insert it into my ass. I confess that the sensation of having a thicker finger entering my anus was painful, but pleasurable at the same time.

As he advanced inch by inch, I let out a moan between my lips, completely enveloped by the experience that had already become commonplace. I can't think of having sex with the Duke without feeling him touching my butt.

"What are you doing? Do you want to take the night off just to tease me?" I whispered ecstatically.

He didn't answer; he just continued his teasing game, with his tongue licking me madly and his thumb completely inside my ass.

"I'll only stop when your wobbly legs turn into desire."

"Gee, I'm almost cumming! Do you still want more? Fuck me soon." I bit my lips and started to move my hips, following the rhythm he set.

With your thumb still moving in and out in a slow, nostalgic rhythm, the index finger of Fernando's hand traced ever narrower circles on the small bulge. My clit is very sensitive, but he had not touched it, which made me anxious. How irresistible!

Suddenly, I found myself trembling, but I tried to incite him with small rhythmic movements of my hips, he understood my desire and caressed the spot that was driving me crazy. The world was spinning when that man's touch was right.

The duke continued with that disturbing dance of his finger against my little clit while his thumb sank even deeper. At that moment, I felt the entire length of his finger fill me. Fernando came out from under my nightie, panting.

"Please." The color of lust shone in front of his half-closed eyes. "Please, Your Grace, fuck me for once, man. I can't take it anymore when your cock is so close, and I can't feel it."

"Fernando! " He said immediately, giving me time to breathe and pulling your finger of my ass.

In a few seconds, he was naked, preparing to flood me with pleasure.

"Fernando. Please, Fernando. "I said, surrendering immediately to that cavernous voice.

The duke's fingers circled again in the places they had been circling before, and then, with a delicious, moist tongue, he sucked on my clitoris. I felt him lightly pinch the bulge with his lips, which calmed me down, but at the same time increased my heart rate.

When he lay on my legs, sucking me with pleasure, the pervert made me even hornier when he stuck his thumb in my ass again, this time without difficulty. My hands searched for control, I wanted to get away from him, but Fernando wanted to fuck me, literally. He sucked my arousal through the layers.

"What a delicious pussy. All mine! Only mine!" He said, giving himself over to his role of pleasuring me.

"Damn! You're making me..." Fuck! I want to come! But before that, I want to feel his cock inside me.

However, whether it was his experienced tongue licking me or his actively hot erection, the sensation of this desire to give myself up was irresistible, urgent, and more tenuous than the very fabric that covered me.

If what surrounded us was lust, why did human beings spend their lives avoiding it? Blinded by passion and love, I rocked my whole body. Captivated by the pleasure of having him with me, I wanted to live my life alongside that man, who excited me as if I were his work of art, and he is the artist.

Every muscle in my body trembled with desire, and every touch of his chin made me want more.

"Make me come with your tongue, my love." I entwined my fingers in his scalp, moving my hips and lightly squeezing his head with the inside of my thighs.

I could no longer articulate any sound other than that intoxicating plea, I just concentrated on containing my desires. Well, he did it again, intensifying the suction through my layers and sliding his thumb into my ass.

I was forced to arch up, anxious, frantic, and desperate to come once and for all. Fernando's finger slid in and out, his free palm squeezing me frantically, my ass burning as he squeezed the soft area. I could feel his hot breath with every suck as he murmured my name.

My lips made a sharp sound of protest, but he easily silenced me by inserting his tongue inside me.

"Now come!" He murmured.

My hands landed on the soft blanket, looking for a space to breathe, but it was impossible with him holding me down and repeating, "Now come!"