Chapter 6 #2
Let Isabel take, let Isabel push her back against the counter, let Isabel’s hands slide down her sides. Claiming. Demanding. She was so warm, so strong, so goddamned perfect, and Isabel wanted more.
More of the quiet sounds Victoria was making against her mouth.
More of the way her fingers were gripping Isabel’s hips, like she didn’t want to let go.
More of the way she was giving in—finally, finally giving in.
Isabel broke the kiss first, just long enough to catch her breath. Victoria’s lips were parted, her pupils blown, her face flushed. Isabel grinned, dragging her thumb across Victoria’s lower lip.
“Good girl,” she whispered.
Victoria shuddered. And Isabel knew.
She had her.
Slowly, Isabel dragged her thumb down Victoria’s throat, feeling her heart beat wildly.
She tracked the way she gulped, feeling the movement beneath her thumb.
She watched as a single drop of sweat made its way down beneath the starched collar of Victoria’s shirt.
Isabel’s fingers gently wrapped around the sleek column of Victoria’s throat and gently squeezed.
Chills went down her spine watching Victoria’s eyes widen and her breath grow ragged.
Slowly, she leaned forward, licking the trail of sweat from chin to clavicle.
Victoria moaned so sweetly as her hands clutched at the back of Isabel’s shirt.
Isabel lifted her eyes back to Victoria’s face to watch her squirm as she traced her free hand from hip to breast. Victoria arched into her touch and strengthened her grip on Isabel, using her strength to pull Isabel back toward her.
Isabel tightened her grip around Victoria’s throat as she straightened with a smirk.
Chuckling, she teased Victoria. “Not so fast…” and lowered her voice to taste the moniker “Captain.”
She moved her hand from Victoria’s breast to snag at the buttons along her shirt.
“So buttoned up. All the way to the collar. What are you hiding under there Captain.”
God. She loved the way Victoria shivered every time she called her that.
Isabel locked her eyes on Victoria’s face.
Guiding her with one hand on her throat, Isabel began slowly moving toward the bedroom as she began unbuttoning Victoria’s shirt.
Taking her time to carefully and gently pull apart each section, grazing her fingers along each inch of bare skin.
When she finished with the last button, she pulled back just a step to admire the irresistible beauty in front of her.
Victoria was perfectly undone. Her crisp white shirt was open, providing a glimpse of the white lace bra and her slim runner’s body. Victoria was panting, her chest rising and falling raggedly as Isabel silently licked her lips.
“Take it off, ” Isabel demanded.
Victoria’s eyes widened. Her mouth was agape, but no sound came out.
Slowly, she slipped the shirt over her shoulders, letting it fall down her arms and to the ground.
Isabel felt pleasure roll through her as Victoria did what she asked.
Her own pulse began to race as she took in every inch of Victoria’s smooth skin, wanting another taste of that salty sweat dripping down her chest.
Voice ragged and low, Isabel again praised, “Good girl.”
Rushing forward, Isabel pushed her back against the wall and lowered her head as she began to lick and nip while she kneaded Victoria’s breast with one hand.
The other hand still gently held her in place against the wall, applying just the slightest bit of pressure.
Moans and ragged breaths filled the room.
Victoria whimpered, “Please.”
Isabel slipped her tongue underneath the lace of the bra, flicking Victoria’s nipple before closing her mouth over her breast and sucking and nibbling. Victoria’s moans became more frantic. Again, she whimpered.
“Please.”
Not looking up, Isabel slowly made her way to the other breast as she replied.
“Please what, Captain? Use your words, darling.”
Victoria gasped, stuttering. “I… I… I want…”
Isabel closed her mouth over the other breast, increasing the torture with a slightly harder bite and a softer kiss to follow.
Victoria’s head fell back as she moaned, “Oh, god.”
Suddenly, Isabel stepped back. She kept one hand around Victoria’s throat as she used the other to grab Victoria’s hair and direct her to look back at Isabel as she demanded.
“Tell me what you want, Victoria.”
She needed Victoria to relinquish this last bit of control. Isabel waited, nearly shaking with need.
“I want you, Torres.”
Isabel chuckled as she tightened her grip on Victoria’s hair.
“I’m going to need better than that, Captain. What do you want me to do? Do you want me to fuck you standing against the wall? Would that make you excited, Victoria?”
Victoria groaned at Isabel’s words, her eyes fluttering shut .
“Yes,” she sighed. “Yes. Please fuck me. Now. Against this wall. I can’t take it anymore.”
Isabel leaned forward, licking the edge of Victoria’s ear as she replied.
“Now, was that so hard, Captain? Ask and you shall receive.”
Victoria moaned as her body began to shake.
Isabel growled with need as she whispered, “Take your pants off.”
Victoria nodded hurriedly as she unbuttoned her pants and slid them down her hips as far as she could reach without bending her neck.
“I need… ” She shook and gasped before continuing. “I need help getting them off.”
Isabel let her eyes wander down Victoria’s body, taking in her matching lace panties and the dark trousers stuck around her knees. Suddenly, Isabel wanted nothing more than to devour Victoria whole.
She traced her hand down to Victoria’s hips and slowly slipped her fingers under the waistband of her panties.
Isabel felt dizzy with need, devouring every trembling breath with kisses.
She wanted to taste every inch of Victoria.
As her fingers slipped between Victoria’s soft folds, she moaned at the slick need she found.
Isabel groaned. “God. You’re so wet. So ready for me.”
As Victoria gasped in pleasure, Isabel began to circle her clit.
She kissed along Victoria’s throat, wanting to feel every mewl and moan.
She squeezed her throat again, gently, coaxing that breathy noise out once more.
As soon Victoria’s hips began to buck and her moans became frantic, Isabel stopped.
Victoria cried out, wanting more. But Isabel needed one last thing.
“Say my name, Victoria.”
Victoria twitched and moaned, lifting her hips to gain access to touch once more as she whispered, “Torrres.”
Squeezing her throat a little harder, Isabel repeated her request.
“What’s my name, Victoria?”
Victoria’s eyes popped open, meeting Isabel’s intense gaze.
“Isabel.”
Isabel groaned as she pushed a finger inside of Victoria, eliciting a scream.
“Good girl. I want to hear you scream my name when you cum.”
Victoria’s eyes rolled back in her head as she groaned at Isabel’s words.
Pumping slowly, Isabel added another finger and hooked toward her walls, making sure to hit all the right spots.
Victoria’s hips began to rock in time with Isabel’s movements, her body twitching with each of her soft moans.
Isabel added yet another finger, her hand nearly disappearing underneath those delectable lace panties.
Victoria let out a guttural groan as she tightly gripped Isabel’s arm. Those neatly trimmed nails dug into her skin, making Isabel groan in turn.
Isabel smirked as she continued to pump her fingers in and out.
“You like that? You like being filled?”
Victoria began to shake all over as her walls clamped down on Isabel’s fingers.
“Yes. Oh, god. Yes.”
Isabel shivered as she felt Victoria get closer to release. “Yes, who? Who’s filling this sweet pussy?”
Isabel picked up the pace, slamming down and curving toward the g-spot. She needed Victoria to lose it. She wanted her to beg.
“Oh, god. Oh. Isabel. Yes.” Victoria’s knees began to give out as she came around Isabel’s fingers. Isabel shivered, knowing she wanted more. So much more.