Page 5 of Unholy Night

Kneeling onto the mattress, I crawl over her body, straddling her thick thighs. Her breath hitches as my hard cock twitches between us, against her soft skin.

I want to swallow the sounds she makes, breathe the air from her lungs, take her will and own her submission.

This fucking mask is in the way.

I stare at her pink lips, aching to taste her, devour her.

Trailing my fingers down the soft skin of her throat, she gasps as I slowly move lower. I’m desperate to sink inside her,make her scream, make her beg and plead for mercy. But I’ll play with her, drive her absolutely fucking crazy until I consume every thought in her mind. Every cell of her being.

Isabelle’s eyes close, lost in the pleasure I’m giving her with a simple touch.

Can’t have that.

Lifting my hand, I slap her across the cheek. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to get her attention.

Her eyes snap open, her lips parting in shock. Our gazes lock and for a moment, I think she may cry, but she surprises me. She closes her mouth, a faint grin tugging at her lips.

“Someone likes a little pain with their pleasure.” I chuckle, her eyes widening at the sound.

Fuck.

I need to get my mouth on her.

New plan.

Glancing around the room, one of her scarves is draped around the bed post above her head. Leaning forward, I grip the edge and pull it toward me. The blue fabric is soft in my hand as I look at Bells, already watching me. “I’m going to cover your eyes, pretty girl.”

She nods slightly before lifting her head up, allowing me to tie the scarf around her.

Her submission is fucking beautiful and pride swells in my chest. I’ve waited so long to have her like this and now that it’s happening, I’m a goner.

“Can you see?” I ask, securing the knot.

“N-no.” She breathes, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

“You’re not lying to me, are you?” I grin, pinching her nipple, hard.

She gasps. “No. I promise.”

Fuck, she’s adorable.

Gripping the bottom of the mask, I pull it over my head, instantly relieved. I waste no time, lowering my body on top of hers, pushing my thigh between her legs. My tongue darts out, licking the seam of her lips. She inhales sharply, and I push inside her warm mouth, her unique flavor making me feel feral.

She moans as I push my thigh between her legs harder, urging her to ride it. Nipping and sucking at her lips, I lose all control until I’m kissing her with a bruising force, our teeth clashing, our tongues tangling together in a seductive dance.

She rocks her hips, her slick pussy coating my thigh with her arousal. A deep growl rumbles in my chest and I’m ravenous.

I want to eat her alive.

She pulls at the lights restraining her arms as I kiss across her jaw, licking a trail down her throat, nipping the area just below her collarbone. Glancing above her head, the skin on her wrists is turning a soft shade of red.

Good.

I want her to remember this for years to come.

The taste of her sweet surrender has me diving down, sucking her hard nipple into my mouth. My teeth graze the tight, little bud and I move to the other, giving it the same attention. She moans deeply as I move down her torso until I finally reach the place I want to be. She lifts her hips, begging for my touch.

I oblige.