CHAPTER 32: DREAME? OR NOT?

*It's hot, Why?

My eyes landed on the blanket covering me, got frustrated so I threw it but that didn't satisfy me so I opened a few buttons to loosen my shirt.

I closed my eyes and opened them again when I felt someone staring at me. The moment I opened my eyes I saw Isaac's blazing gaze in me.

When our eyes met he suddenly looked away, grabbed that blanket I had thrown away earlier and wrapped it in me again.

But it was too hot to bear so I threw it once again. Isaac got up from his seat with his brows furrowed, I could also see his veins popping out.

Why is he angry?

"Why are you doing this to me? Fuck— just sleep with this on okay? That's safer for you," He said before wrapping me up with that blanket again.

He stood up afterward and sat a little far from me. What's wrong with throwing the blanket? It's literally hot since I have a fever.

So, I ignored what he said and threw it again, loosened a few more buttons and sat since it was still hot.

I heard Isaac cursing from his seat when his eyes landed on me. He covered his eyes with his palms and turned his back on me.

What is it to him if I'm almost naked? Does he not like what he sees? What's not there no like?!

Stupid Isaac!

With wobbly feet and blurry vision, I stood up and removed the remaining clothes until I was down with only my undergarments.

But because I was still weak I tripped and fell. I was waiting to feel the pain but that didn't happen because I accidentally fell on top of Isaac.

His eyes widened but closed them immediately. "Damn it, woman are you testing my patience?"

Why is he so against it? I leaned forward to his face and bit his lips. Gave him a peck on the lips a thousand times and just sat there giggling as I squashed his face with my palms while I continued giving him kisses.

My breath hitched when he squeezed my butt and placed it under his pants. My eyes widened when I felt it, I looked at Isaac and his eyes are telling me that if I can't handle him then I better stop with my games.

But I love seeing him all riled up so I ignored his warning and grinded my ass on his ranging member.

Isaac's tongue clicked as his jaw clenched, his muscles tensed as his eyes depicted danger.

He suddenly stood up and carried me as if I were a sack of rice. Threw me on the couch I was in earlier and ripped the remaining clothes covering my body.

"Grab on tight," he whispered with dominance visible in his voice. It was raspy but it lit up the fire building up inside me.

"I want to do this with you when you're sober mi gatita, but I'm on my limit," he growled as his breath shattered against my neck.

Starting with a kiss meant to be gentle following the kiss with a series of kisses down the neck.

I can see Isaac's furrowed eyebrows as he passionately gives me kisses that I'm losing my mind and getting drunk from the bittersweet kisses.

He push me to my back and sucked on my lips till their swollen. His hands found their way to my breast, licking those stiff bright pink nipples and using his tongue to push them around pinch and play with them.

"Oh, God. Yes," My toes curled as a new wave of sensation ran through my spine. When he was done with them, his lips traveled down until he reached his destination.

He pokes into my small hole with the tip of his tongue. "Oh, fuck!" my breath hitched, feeling the blood rush to my cheeks.

His tongue is inside me... Holy fuck! Yes! so wet and slippery, I can feel the exact shape of his tongue!

I felt something building up inside me but then he suddenly stopped and stood up. He unbuttoned his polo and threw them somewhere.

Fuck even the way he undoes his shirt is so hot. What's happening to me, I only feel this way if it's Isaac.

"I'm going in," he whispered as he dipped his tongue in my earlobes.

I felt the tip of his cock on my entrance, I was nervous and excited at the same time.

He entered slowly but all I could process right now was the pain, it was like something is breaking me into two, and his cock is swelling inside my body.

I couldn't help my tears and cried, when Isaac saw me crying he stopped mid-way and cupped my face, wiped my tears and looked at me worried.

"Should I pull out? Are you in so much pain?" He asked.

But I shook my head and told him to push it in with one thrust so when he declined my suggestion, I grabbed his waist and pulled pushed him inside me.

"Ahh, Fuck Kamila... You just put it in but you came already?"

W-What was that sensation? Was the really me coming? The more I think about it the more excited I become...

Isaac grinned devilishly and whispered, "I'll make you cum to your heart's content,"

After he said that, he raised one side of my leg and held my waist firmly as he looked at me sensually.

He started ramming his cock in and out of me, his slow thrust makes it feel like he's going even deeper.

"There! Just like that!" I can feel every motion when he slides in and out.

The more he moved back and forth the more pleasure I felt. "Fucking Christ!" he's in too deep...

The sound of flesh slapping filled the room, and my body tilted with screams as his cock rammed fast, hard and rough within the second.*

******

I abruptly rose in my sleep when I felt myself cum. W-What was that? A wet dream? But that felt so realistic that my pussy was still throbbing for more.

And then the door just suddenly opened, coming in was the same man in my dream or was it really a dream?

"You okay? Why are you sweating?"

"N-Nothing! Go out for a moment," he looked at me confused but he still did what I asked for.

I grabbed the sheets and threw them in the laundry. Took off my clothes and was about to throw my clothes in the same laundry basket when I saw Isaac standing right at the door.

He wasn't looking at me but at what I was holding... Bloody hell.