Chapter 75 I'll do anything for you.

Isabela

Clearly, Fernando's mere presence was enough to satisfy me. Feeling that nobleman's malicious, precise touches on my body created a sensation of burning, trembling anticipation. My heart raced, trapping me in a sensational chill that left me drifting with heavy breathing. However, the crucial moment was when his tongue came into play, when that pervert completely dominated me.

"Your femininity is precious," he said breathlessly, just after pulling his head away from my legs.

I had climaxed, and Fernando didn't allow a drop to escape. He sucked every drop of arousal out of me in the form of cream. I tried to catch my breath, relieving the tension my hands were exerting on the blanket. The duke straightened up, and I noticed that his mouth was displaying the result of my pleasure.

"As well as fucking me so intensely, you still clean me with your mouth. It's difficult, very difficult, for there to be a man who enjoys sex as much as you do." I took a deep breath, with the duke keeping his possessive gaze focused on me.

My inner self understood that longing look perfectly, the same sinful look as when we had sex for the first time. His eyes were fixed on me, so fervent and serious that there was no doubt: he was going to penetrate me and possess me again with his erection pointing like a rigid arrow in my direction. If my pussy had been able to speak, she would have asked him to hurry.

In one agile movement, the duke lay on his back and, with impressive ease, pulled me onto his sweaty body. Our bodies joined perfectly, without the slightest hesitation. It was clear that he would waste no time, and with intensity, he squeezed my buttocks, guiding my hips towards his latent desire. The delicious burning sensation that ran through my body when he squeezed me with authority was simply indescribable. And when he penetrated me hard, I felt as if I were a limited edition of something extremely important to him.

"Isabela," his authoritative tone cut through the wonderful momentary daze in which I was lost. "Look at me."

"What do you want now?" I placed my hands on the skin of that defined chest and positioned myself, feeling the tip of his erection rub against my intimacy.

"Listen well, my beauty, and promise never to abandon me, even if we're in the middle of a war full of pain and suffering. Together, we will find true happiness."

I nodded, feeling anguished. But that wasn't the time to reflect. Fernando didn't need to have any doubts about my loyalty; however, at that moment, my mind was only concerned with riding that caliber of penis that was rubbing against me; I wanted to ride it immediately.

"Yes, we'll be happy until the end of our lives."

"I'm glad to hear that from you, now take me inside you." He said with the same indecent look in his eyes.

I positioned myself and began to slowly descend on his erection, as slowly as possible to take advantage of all the latency, sliding inside and making me moan next to his ear, which made the duke slap my ass.

"You're fantastic, my delicious!"

His husky tone, calling me delicious, sent shivers down my spine, which was nothing new. I pulled away from his ear and looked at him. For a split second, as I mounted him, I felt transported to distant times. I saw myself as a dominatrix, that man with his muscles standing out, his deltoid was a tease, I was sure that the nobleman below me had been dominated.

His eyes were ajar. Fernando Casanova was moaning as if in agony... but that wasn't it. What made him moan was the passion he felt for me, revealed by his firm, thick, and large member.

"What's most delicious is knowing how much I enjoy this dominance!" I added, feeling even more filled. "Your cock is bigger, what a delight."

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen; maybe that'll make my cock grow even bigger." Her lips curved.

I stood up a little, and this decision was like a punishment for the duke, who opened his eyes and added:

"Please, Isabela, make me finish tonight; leave me exhausted. I want to feel drained of energy when it's over."

"I'll do anything for you."

"Anything?"

I stayed still, in awe of those eyes that didn't even blink. Fernando's facial features were perfect, even more so when he remained serious.

"I want to feel that pain that only you can make me feel."

He smiled. What a perverted man!

"Get on top of me..." The duke grabbed my hips and looked at me with a pleading expression.

"You don't have to beg to sit, my beloved duke."

He nodded.

"Come on, do your best, girl!"

"Now I just want it." Grabbing Fernando's hands, I placed them on my ass.

The smile he gave me seemed to awaken his bolder side, but Fernando began to stroke me slowly, as he had done before. Exactly as I wanted. His hands slid over my skin and then slowly squeezed me, as if he just wanted to feel my softness in his palms.

And then he whispered my name in a perverted way and told me he loved me. Oh God, I couldn't resist that guy devouring me with his gaze for one more second, and I started to ride his erection, this time with my ass. It hurt to feel him ravishing me from behind. I moaned through my teeth, but he kept stroking me. The pain mixed with my feelings, which motivated me to do nothing but get up and go down again.

Fernando forced me to follow his rhythm, guiding my hips with dexterity. Gradually, his erection found a place in my ass, at least halfway down. Suddenly, a growl escaped his lips when I allowed myself to go a little lower, filling me with a moan that awakened in me an intense desire to wrap my hands around his neck. My hands roamed his chest, searching for the exact spot where I could reach my goal. Then my fingers entwined in his neck, gripping him tightly and causing him to gasp desperately for air.

The seesaw movement, our whispers that were more like flames warming us on that cold, rainy night, the pleasure was mutual and consumed us. The sounds of his hard breathing beneath me as he squirmed indicated that he was about to climax. Everything around us contracted into a palm, and suddenly I was riding the entire length, the duke adoring my depravity and squeezing my ass more firmly.

Fernando was inside my ass, in the depths of my being, driving me to delirium with his powerful thrusts. I wanted him to penetrate so hard that my body was waiting for him to come with such desperation that nothing else mattered to me.

"I'm going to come..." He said between his teeth, his voice inebriated with pleasure.

When I felt the spasms in that mountain of a body, I screamed with pleasure. I wanted to clench against him, maybe scratch his body, and taste the climax of that wild ride, but Fernando didn't stop penetrating me.

"Come in my ass, baby," I whispered to him.

We moved in unison with our ecstatic murmurs of passion, faster and faster, his big hands squeezing me with more intensity, until Fernando let out a cry and held my hips tightly against him and climaxed while I... well, I couldn't help but feel him cum in my ass and not cum too.

Gradually, the passion that burned in our bodies and consumed us dissipated, bringing us back to reality when thunder rumbled in the distance, loud enough to make me open my eyes.

"Is everything all right?" The duke asked, panting, gently caressing my ass.

I gave a satisfied smile in my immediate response.

"I'm feeling my bottom sore and wet, and a sensation of fullness between my legs; but this is wonderful, my dear duke. You've satisfied me again." I lay down on his chest and settled my face. "I'm naked on top of a naked duke; who would have thought that a crazy day like this would exist?"

As the beeswax candles cast their bright yellow light, the flames danced in the fireplace, and outside, a sea of water fell in a torrential downpour.

Fernando gave me a charming smile.

"Don't regret our follies."

"No... no. I won't regret it."

"All right, Isabela, now that I know where you come from, I'm very curious."

"Hmm... What would my personal pervert like to hear? I have so many stories to tell you that won't fit in your head. Come on, my duke, where should I start? Enjoy this perfect weather; I could spend a few hours talking about anything."

"You can start by talking about your last life; I want to know all about what you were like in the year 2023. What did you like to do? What were you like physically?"

"Wait, I thought you were going to start by wanting to know about airplanes and about which countries won the World Cup."

"That I can find out at any time; tell me about who you were, Isabela Ortiz."