Isabel swiftly made her way over to me and the moment her arms came around my waist, she cleared me of all doubt.
“Kiss me, Amelia,” she said.
It had always been her making the first move, her initiating every kiss and now, she wanted me to do it. The intoxicating heat coming off her body drew me to her. I leaned in and closed my lips over hers and the moment she responded, that savage need in me came awake again.
She expertly removed my dress and I kicked off my shoes and a moment later we were making our way to my bedroom while I undressed her.
She laid me back on the bed and broke the kiss, pulling back to look at me. “God, Amelia, you’re so damn beautiful,” she said.
I didn’t know if I felt so considering how exposed I felt in my black matching bra and panties.
“I’ve thought about you like this,” she said, trailing her hand over my cleavage, drawing out the hunger in me.
When she laid herself on top of me and our bodies gently grinded against one another, the friction made me so hot I pulled her in for a fiery kiss. She stroked my skin with her fingers, leaving a warm tingling feeling wherever she touched.
I’d never had sex with anyone in my life and even when I’d tried to imagine it in the past, it had felt like an alien thought and had left me feeling weird and abnormal. This feeling had left me with little to no interest in sex.
Compared to what I was feeling at that moment, it felt like I had split into two different people. My fingers fumbled with Isabel’s bra and when I finally managed to unhook it, she took it off to reveal a pair of firm ample breasts.
I’d never thought breasts would turn me on before, but looking at her made me feel like there was too much blood rushing to my head.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
She must’ve noticed my reaction. “I’ve never been with a woman before.” I didn’t want to reveal that I’d never actually had sex.
“I promise to make it worth your while,” she said, drawing a smile from me as she kissed me.
I ran my hands over her naked back, enjoying the soft feel of her skin against my fingers and she gasped against my lips, making me realize she liked my touch. It was both empowering and encouraging so I did it again, this time moving my hands to cover her breasts.
She almost bit my lower lip. “That is too distracting,” she whispered against my mouth as she placed my hands over the top of my head and effortlessly removed my bra. She gently ran her body against mine, making me moan from the pleasure of the friction of our bodies coming together.
She ran her hand over my bare breast and both my nipples stiffened in response. I breathed heavily, trying to control the sensations moving through my body and Isabel lowered her head and gently nibbled on my earlobe while her hand stroked my breast, making me involuntary jerk my leg at the unexpected sensations that went to settle at the moist lips between my legs.
She cupped both my breasts and I unconsciously thrusted my lower body upwards, moaning against her mouth when she met my lips for a kiss.
She trailed her lips down my neck and ran her index finger over the valley between my breasts right before she covered one nipple with her mouth, making me writhe beneath her.
The pleasure was too much for me to bear. Every feel and every kiss was new to me. My body was getting an introductory lesson to lovemaking from someone who knew far too well what she was doing and it was all too overwhelming.
I was grabbing at the white satin sheets spread across my bed trying to find an anchor and every time one sensation passed, another more powerful than the last took its place and then they would all merge and flow down my body to go meet at the wet spot starved for Isabel’s attention.
“I want you, Isabel,” I moaned.
I wanted her to touch me down there and put out the fire but she didn’t seem to be in a hurry. In fact, my words excited her so much, she slowed her pace. She turned her attention to the other nipple and gently flicked it with her tongue right before she suckled on it, sending me closer to the edge.
She lowered her hand while her mouth continued shattering me with stirrings of pleasure I’d never known I’d come to love and using her forefingers, slowly rubbed the protruding bud that hungered for her attention.
The moment she came into contact with that part of me, everything intensified. My moans grew louder, the sensations magnified and the intense heat reverberating between us turned scorching hot.
Isabel must’ve noticed that I couldn’t take it anymore because she slid the panties off my legs and returned her attention back down there. She had full and direct access to the one part of me no one had ever gotten close enough to touch and she was worth the wait.
I cried out in pleasure when her fingers motioned back and forth against the pink bud and when I couldn’t take it anymore, she slid lower and slipped inside me.
I was aroused beyond despair and right when I thought this was the most powerful sensation I’d ever live to experience, she started stroking the upper walls of my moist source of pleasure and my body shuddered.
I was ready to reach climax and she knew it, but she pulled back momentarily sending my body into a state of frustrated agony then she slipped two fingers inside me and used her thumb to apply pressure on the sensitive bud still eager for her touch.
She slowly began thrusting while her thumb stimulated the pink erect nub and my breathing became quick and shallow as the pleasure ricocheted back and forth between the two sensitive spots, driving me closer and closer to ecstasy.
When I finally couldn’t take it anymore, I unbuckled under her and spasms took refuge in me creating a shuddering mess of climatic bliss. She gently slipped out but my body continued to spasm in an uncontrollable manner.
I pulled away from her and curled into a ball, involuntarily moaning as my body shook and shuddered, reliving and recreating those sensations.
When I finally calmed down, I felt Isabel’s hand snaking over my belly as her lips touched the back of my shoulder.
“Happy birthday,” she said and we both broke into a fit of laughter.
I turned around to face her and ran my fingers over her cheek.
I felt so vulnerable and exposed, I wanted to put my mask back on.
“You’re extraordinary,” she whispered and pressed her lips against mine.
“So are you, Isabel.”
“This was your first time ever, wasn’t it?” she asked.
I took a deep breath and turned away from her, staring at the ceiling. What did she expect me to say?
“It’s okay, Amelia. It makes it even more special.”
She kissed my chest and moved closer so that our gazes were locked. There was an intimate silent communication between us, then a thought occurred to me.
“What were you doing in the elevator?”
“I was coming to your party.”
“That late?”
“I didn’t want to have to compete for your attention like everyone else and…”
“And what?”
“I didn’t want to watch as all those people tried to win you over.” She buried her face in the crook of my neck and a tingling sensation moved through me when her lips connected with my shoulder.
“Why did you leave?” she asked.
“My mother put me in a short dress and invited every successful eligible bachelor in New York, why do you think?”
“She’s still trying to find you a suitor?”
I nodded.
She kissed my cheek and touched my chin, turning me to face her. “How come you’ve never been with anyone?” she asked.
I turned to look away, immediately put off by the pillow talk. I wasn’t used to people asking me personal questions. Just because we’d slept together didn’t mean she could start.
“I have to go to the bathroom,” I said as I got out of bed, wrapping a satin sheet around myself to cover my nudity.
“Amelia, please don’t push me away. I’m just trying to get to know you,
” Isabel said from the bed.
She didn’t care to cover herself so her upper body was bare but she was still wearing her panties. She looked incredibly seductive.
“Well, stop.” I didn’t want to be vulnerable and if I gave her access into my life, she was going to have power over me. The sex had been great and maybe we could do that, but that was as far as it could go.
“Why are you so guarded?” she asked, getting out of bed now.
“I don’t want to have this conversation,” I said and left the room.
I locked myself in the bathroom and took a deep breath. I walked over to the mirror and stared at the reflection looking back. I ran my fingers through my hair and turned the knob, splashing some water over my face.
I didn’t know how I was feeling. So much had happened that night, it felt like my feelings had been reshuffled. I’d never had any intimate human contact. I had no idea what to do now that it had happened.
Was I supposed to pour out my feelings now? Share my life? Bond? I couldn’t do that. That part of me was missing. I’d never had to bond before. I had no idea how. I’d always kept people at an arm’s length. The concept was completely foreign to me.
Maybe if I explained this to Isabel she’d understand. I wasn’t trying to hurt her, this was just who I was. I wiped my face on a towel and walked out of the bathroom. When I went back to the bedroom, there was no trace of her. She’d left. I wasn’t sure if that made me sad or relieved.
Chapter Twenty-Two
The untidy bed spoke of what had just taken place between us moments ago. I was pretty sure it was all I’d ever think of whenever I walked into the bedroom. Somehow, the room still retained Isabel’s scent.
My stomach growled and I left the room in resignation, going to search my fridge for food. I’d not had a chance to eat at the party because I’d not had a moment to myself.
“I hope you don’t mind, I helped myself to one of your robes,” Isabel said from the couch.
I was stunned she was still there. “Uh, no, not at all,” I said, almost tripping over the shoes I’d carelessly tossed off earlier.
“Are you hungry?” she asked and I noticed she was eating pizza. Where had she gotten pizza from?
“Starving,” I said as I went to sit beside her. “Where’d you get this?”
“Your fridge,” she said, handing me a plate with a large slice.
“I didn’t know I had pizza in my fridge.” I was hardly ever at home, but I had a housekeeper who came to clean and restock my fridge. It was pepperoni and cheese and it was delicious.
“It’s good, huh?” Isabel said, watching as I ate.
“Great.”
“Hey.”
I looked at her soft features as I enjoyed the bite of pizza.
“I’m sorry if I came on to you a bit too strong. I know you’re not used to this kind of thing so whenever I go a bit off rail, how about you tell me instead of running off to the bathroom.”
I was taken aback by her statement. I didn’t expect her to step up and take responsibility for something she wasn’t to blame for.
She leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine and I responded. When she pulled back, I slowly opened my eyes, trying to fight off the growing need in me for her.
“I don’t know what I’m hungrier for, the pizza or you,” I said.
“Pick,” she said.
I instantly placed the plate on the table and practically jumped her. That yearning in me arose as I devoured her lips, enjoying the thrill of being the one in control.
I laid her down on the couch and stretched myself on top of her as I disrobed her. She removed the sheet around my nudity and our bodies merged. Our heat came together to create a powerful ball of sexual energy.
When she went to turn me over, I broke the kiss and pulled back to look at her. I wanted to know her body. I wanted to kiss and touch every inch of her and I wanted to see her surrender herself to me.
Through a silent communication, she rested back on the couch and I moved my body against her, loving the friction of the rise of her breasts against mine. I gently kissed her lips, parting them slowly with my tongue and requested access.
When she conceded, I teased her tongue with mine and went further to tease the roof of her intoxicating mouth. She sighed against my lips as I kissed her in the same intense manner she’d kissed me then broke the kiss to follow a trail down her neck.
Her skin was smooth and soft. She was an incarnation of the perfect woman and the fact that I was the one giving her pleasure, and making her writhe beneath me in desire gave me immense joy.
I kissed and touched every inch of her with a hunger for knowledge of what she liked, and how she reacted to it. It was the most amazing thing I’ve ever done.
Her body was hot under mine as I learned the contours of her skin with my lips. I covered her aroused nipple with my mouth, loving the soft velvet taste and she sighed under me.
I was completely aroused by her reaction to me, but I was determined to drive her as wild as she’d driven me. She parted her legs when I turned my attention to the other nipple and noticed she was still in her panties.
No worry, there was no rush. I thought, smiling to myself as I ran my hands over her upper body, cupping her breasts as I mercilessly played with her nipples.
She moaned softly, thrusting her lower body against me. I kissed my way down, positioning myself perfectly along her body as her chest heaved in an up and down motion.
I pressed my tongue in her inverted navel and her hands moved over my head, with her fingers moving through my hair. I was extremely turned on at this point, but I proceeded in my quest to give her pleasure.
When I got to her lower abdomen, I pulled down her panties and gently ran my index finger over the pink erect nub, at first in curiosity at what it would do to Isabel when I touched her then at fascination at the reaction it drew.
She moved her lower body up to reach for my touch and I looked up to watch her face as I gently stroked her. She looked like she was in a world of her own and I was the one who had taken her there.
Curious to know more, I wondered how the soft nub tasted like and closed my mouth over it, gently running the tip of my tongue against it. Isabel moaned and pulled her hands over her face.
I did it again a couple of more times, loving the soft taste of her in my mouth then focused on the glistening moisture on her entrance.
“Stop teasing me, Amelia,” she said.
I ran my finger along the outline of her outer folds, gently exploring this new intriguing object of my obsession.
“Amelia, please,” Isabel begged.
At her request, I slipped a finger inside her and was amazed by the hot, moist welcoming embrace. I stroked her back and forth then slid in another finger when she thrusted her pelvis forward, matching my rhythm.
Isabel was moaning freely now. I placed my free arm around her waist to hold her in place and thrusted harder but carefully, running my forefingers in a come-hither motion against the walls of her vagina.
I was completely mesmerized by how amazing it felt and the exhilaration was making my own groin throb in need. Isabel’s walls started closing around my fingers and she threw her head back as a violent orgasm shook her body.
I withdrew from her and examined the dew on my fingers. When her gaze met mine, I placed both fingers in my mouth and licked off the juice. Her eyes widened in surprise and I smiled at her, loving the delicious taste of her.
I crawled back up on top of her and kissed her lips, allowing her to have a little taste of herself. It didn’t escape my mind that this was the wildest thing I’d ever done or the fact that I liked it immensely.
“I want this, whatever it is,” Isabel said later after we’d gotten back to bed. “It doesn’t have to involve conversation that makes you uncomfortable, we don’t even have to talk at all as long as we do this and I get to be around you.”
“Really?” I asked.
I felt her nod.
We were spooning and her arms were warmly and intimately wrapped around my neck and my waist.
“I may not give you everything you want,” I said.
What if she started seeking a deeper connection that I couldn’t offer her? What then? Would she leave? Would she stay? Was it fair to her?
“If this is the only way I can have you, then it’s everything that I need,” she said.
I wanted to be selfish with her and if this was what she wanted, then it was more than enough for me.
“Don’t you think an Aston Martin is too extravagant a gift to give?” I asked, wanting to change the subject incase it progressed deeper than I was willing it to go.
“You can’t put a price on happiness,” she said.
“I assume your father hasn’t taken everything from you then?”
“He tried.”
“Really? What did you do?”
“I can’t tell you, it’s a bit embarrassing,” she said.
That made me even more curious. “I want to know. Come on, tell me.”
“I ratted him out to my mother,” she said.
She’d never mentioned her mother before so I was a bit surprised to find out she was still in the picture.
“They’re one of those bitterly divorced parents who can’t stand each other but they love me. I had dinner with my mother and mentioned the idea to her, just to gauge her reaction and she was a little more supportive than I expected so I told her what my father thought about it and what he was doing and she said she’d take care of it.”
“What did she do?”
“I don’t know, but my father has backed off and somehow, our relationship is still intact.”
“I’m glad everything worked out for you,” I said, wishing my parents had been as loving to me as hers seemed to be.
“It’s been a bit of a struggle, headbutting with board members and associates.”
“It’ll take a while to establish yourself. By the time you start making any real impact you’ll probably be tired and just about ready to give up.”
“Are you serious? That is how you encourage me?”
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