Chapter 82: YOU SHOULD TALK TO ISAIAH

"No, Bianca, that's not what I meant. You don't get the point!"

"Trust me, Isabella. I know Italian men more than you do. He was only doing that for his own interest," Bianca said, rolling her eyes.

"Wait, are you jealous?"

“Yeah, right", Bianca scoffs. "Last time I had sex with a guy like that, he dumped me the next day. So this doesn’t move me."

Isabella snickered; she doubted Matteo could do that to her. "Here, look at my fingers, Bianca", she said, raising her left hand, and Bianca examined it. "Are they the same?" She asked.

Bianca looked perplexed before responding, "No."

"Good"

"Wait, what's the point?"

"The point is, since they are not the same, I'm not sure how mine would be the same as yours."

Bianca sighed and rolled her eyes. "You sound incredibly stupid."

"Yeah, I accept. At least mine treated me like a princess, and as much as it pains me to admit it, you were right when you said I needed a real cock inside, so I have to give you credit."

"I'm glad you're learning, Isabella, but just tell me everything about how he treated you!"

"Well, when he took my clothes off, he was just appreciating my body, and Bianca, trust me when I say this, this man made me feel free to be open to him."

"Wow. It's a turn-on to have a good man who compliments your body during sex. I wish I could have someone like him." Bianca sounded amazed.

"What about your ex? Didn't he treat you well?"

"Uh, that dude got a small dick he couldn't use. He just ripped off my clothes and fucked me in 20 seconds. There was no moan from me cause I didn’t feel anything, and he only sounded like he was going to die when he entered me. It makes me think my pussy is haunted."

"That's weird, but mine made love to me. He didn't just fuck me."

"I see no difference because it's still just sex, Isabella," Bianca replied casually.

"At least he gave me the best orgasm and sex I've ever had!" Isabella stood up for herself.

"Oh, really?" Bianca sneered. "So tell me, how small was his cock, and how bad was he in bed?" she asked mockingly.

Isabella rolled her eyes. "Whoever told you that white men's cocks aren't big and they aren't good in bed is a very big liar," she remarked, because Bianca had always made her believe that white men's cocks weren't big, but after seeing Matteo's cock and having sex with him, that changed everything in her perspective.

"Oh, my gosh, tell me more!" Bianca exclaimed, obviously shocked. "How many inches?"

"I don't know, but he was long and huge. I was scared that I took him all in."

"He's probably 6 inches long, I guess; that's the maximum length a man’s cock can reach."

"I wish it was, but what I saw there shocked me, lol. I've never seen a cock as large as his."

Bianca chuckled, saying, "WOW, I can't believe you have finally had sex". She continued. "So tell me how does it feels to have his cock inside you." She asked, like they were suddenly in a podcast.

Isabella blushed.

"Oh, common", Bianca teased her.

"It felt good... Like I just can't explain... ", Isabella covered her face with her palm, unable to complete her sentence.

"Someone is blushing", Bianca razzed with a mischievous grin.

Isabella smiled as she gazed up at Bianca. "Stop it," Isabella said, as she couldn’t stop blushing.

"But I hope you enjoyed his huge cock?"

"Of course I did, and I'm getting hot just thinking about it. Damn, my boss's cock is as sinful as hell. I can't stop thinking about it Bianca, and not just that, he jerked his cock in front of me, and I was so wet at that moment. I didn't know I could feel so turned on by only watching him do that. Isn't it crazy?"

"No, that was fuckin hot, Isabella!" Bianca said, her eyes widening once again.

"Honestly, Bianca, his cock felt so fuckin good."

"Now I want to spend a night with him as well," Bianca said, and Isabella could tell she was fantasizing about it.

"You can only dream about it, Bianca, because he's off limits. What we shared was something romantic." Isabella smiled, her eyes dreamy. "More than that," she added.

Bianca rolls her eyes. "Don't tell me you've developed feelings for him, Isabella. It's only sex!"

"Yes, Bianca, I know it's just sex, but it's just that, I've never met a man like him. What we had was so special, and he made me."

"He made you what?" Bianca snapped.

"He made me cum a lot of times, Bianca!"

Bianca exhales. If there is anything she wants right now, it would definitely be the guy who made her best friend cum.

"He's a fucking machine, Bianca, and the first to give me a real orgasm; by real, I mean I haven't felt orgasm as good as that in my life. And I felt this burning passion inside me when he was fucking the crap out of me."

"Oh my gosh, I fuckin wish I could experience this! I want him so bad," Bianca mewled as the more she listened, the more she craved to have him in bed. Maybe a threesome would be better, if Isabella could agree to it. "Keep him, Isabella, or give him to me," she urged. "Please just ask your boss if he has a brother who can also treat me like this. I'd be very interested!"

"Of course he does. He is the annoying dude I met first, and you can have him all to yourself!"

"Why are you sounding like you hate him?" Bianca asked with a raised eyebrow. "Didn't you have sex with both of them before?"

"I did?" Isabella inquired, curious as to when she had sex with two men.

"Have you forgotten when you told me...?"

Isabella cut in before Bianca could complete her sentence: "Yes, I did. But, as you know, I was drunk at that time, so it's hard for me to remember." She stutters, hoping Bianca doesn't figure out she lied.

Fortunately, Bianca didn’t find anything suspicious.

"Matteo seems like a mature man, to be honest, and I'd love to see his face", She said. "Any pictures?" Bianca asked.

"Not at all.

"You're so stupid."

Isabella frowned, wondering why Bianca insulted her. "I don't understand."

"Why don't you have a picture of a man you've had sex with?"

"I don't see how that's possible when I've already seen him in person."

"I wish I could see his face," Bianca lamented sadly. "But did he give you a love bite or something?" She inquired.

"Love bite?" Confused, Isabella asked

"Yeah, kind of like a hickey."

Isabella stroked the spot on her neck where Matteo had sucked and bit her last night. "I don't think so," she lied, because she had no idea why Bianca was asking.

"Great! So there is nothing between you two. Assuming he gave you one, it means he wanted more than just sex from you, but you're lucky it's just sex; hopefully everything will return to normal between you two," she explained.

‘No, it wouldn’t’, Isabella said inwardly with a small smile.

"But you should talk to Isaiah about this."

Isabella’s smile dropped, "About what?"

"You need to tell him you had sex with your boss and you don't need him. You've already got a man who fucks you now."

Isabella furrowed her brows. "Doesn't that mean confessing to him that I cheated?"