Chapter 12 - Raiden
RAIDEN
Iburst into the room and kick the door shut behind me with my foot. Reaching back, I lock the door, then carry Isabella to the bed. I throw her down a little rough, and she bounces up to her elbows looking at me with fire in her eyes.
“You carried me like a rag doll,” she accuses.
“Did you like it?”
She parts her lips, and her eyes fill with desire. I lunge for the bed just as she sits up and we meet in the middle, our lips colliding as our bodies press together.
My urgency is matched with her own as we tear at each other’s clothes. Her teeth bite my lips and her hands rove over me, tugging off my jacket then my shirt. It’s urgent and passionate, and we’re both breathing hard when we come up for air.
Her thick hair is sticking up around her face, and her lip gloss is smudged. She’s never looked so beautiful, and I can’t help the grin that spreads across my face.
“What are you grinning for, Prez?” Her eyes narrow in suspicion.
“I’m thinking about all the ways I can make you come without fucking you.”
Her eyes widen, and her mouth drops open. I kiss her swollen lips as my hand cups her breast. I slide off the rest of her clothes until she’s naked on the bed, sitting back on her haunches.
She’s beautiful, curvy and unashamed of her body. There’re dark hairs on her arms and little ones coating her belly.
I go to push her gently back on the bed, but she shakes her head.
“You’re not getting me on my back, biker.”
I like that she’s got as much sass completely naked as she does fully clothed.
“How else am I going to lick your pussy?”
Her eyes widen, and she moans as my hand slides between her legs. My fingers come out slick and sticky with her juice.
“You lie down,” she commands. “I want to be on top.”
I chuckle, but it doesn’t surprise me that Isabella wants to be in control. It’s fine by me. A nasty thought goes through my head making me tense.
“Have you done this before?”
Her eyes narrow. “What do you take me for? No, Raiden. Besides the fact that I’ve never had an opportunity, I’ve never met a man I wanted to do this with.”
Her eyes meet mine, and in that moment I see her vulnerability and her passion. There’s a thing between us that can’t be stopped, and she feels it too. It defies our age gap and status and who we are.
There’s raw emotion in my voice when I speak.
“I’ll take care of you, Isabella.” She thinks I mean sexually, but I mean for the rest of her life. With all that I am and all I can offer, I’ll take care of her in all the ways a man takes care of a woman.
This time when we kiss, it’s softer. Less urgent. Our bodies move together, and I let her push me down onto the bed.
My cock’s sticking straight up and she bends to it, but I pull her up so she’s straddling my chest. “I want to taste you, Isabella. Climb on up here, princess.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, she shuffles upwards so her thighs are positioned on either side of my face. The musky scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, and I place a hand on each ass cheek as I pull her down onto my ready mouth.
She moans as I lap at her dripping pussy. My senses go into overdrive as I taste her, caress her and breathe her in, making me feel more alive than I have in years.
“Raiden…”
She gasps and her hips pitch forward. She grasps the headboard as I explore her virgin pussy with my tongue.
She’s not nervous or flirty. Like a true princess, she settles on my face, rocking back and forth, taking what I’m giving her as if it’s her God damn right. And it is. I’ll spend the rest of my life with Isabella riding my face if that’s what she commands.
She leans back, stretching her arms up to catch her hair above her head, her body writhing as she enjoys herself on my tongue. It’s a beautiful sight, and no matter what happens between us, one that will be etched on my memory forever.
She reaches back, and her hand clasps around my cock.
I groan into her as her delicate hands slide up my length.
She gives me a couple of blissful tugs then sits back up, positioning herself over my mouth like she was born to ride me.
“Faster,” she gasps, even now trying to control the pace of my tongue.
I do as she commands, loving the moans that come out of her. Her fingers pinch at her nipples, and I’m going to lose it just watching her enjoy herself.
She presses herself against my face, taking everything I have, until my head is deep in the pillow. I could suffocate here a happy man as long as she takes what she needs from me.
She moans my name as her climax builds, the soft cries getting louder the closer she gets to release.
Suddenly she leans forward, and her body tenses. A string of Italian curse words spill out of her mouth, and her pussy convulses as her juice coats my tongue.
I hold her to me until the flutters of her pussy walls cease. Then I move my tongue again until I draw a second orgasm out of her. She shudders on top of me, her fingers gripping the headboard so tight her knuckles turn white.
When she moves this time, I let her dismount. But I’m not done with her yet.
She looks sleepy and adorable, and I give her a long kiss.
“Turn around,” I growl.
She does what she’s told, to my surprise, and I make a mental note. If I want Isabella Berone to obey me, then two orgasms should do it.
When she’s turned around, I grab her hips and pull her ass back to me.
“This time you’re going to taste my cock, princess.”
She has a sharp intake of breath at my dirty words, but I don’t give her time to protest. I push her down on all fours as I slide a finger between her wet folds.
She lands with her hands on either side of my thighs in the perfect position.
“I’ve never done this before, Raiden.”
My cock twitches. I’m about to explode from her hot breath on my dick and knowing her innocent mouth is about to be claimed.
“Good,” I say. “I’ll be the first and the last cock you’ll ever have in your mouth.”
I plunge my tongue into her pussy, not giving her time to respond. She gasps, and then I feel the sweetest heat wrap about my cock as her swollen lips ease down my shaft.
I groan into her pussy, wondering how the fuck I got so lucky. Then all thought flees my mind as her inexperienced mouth fumbles with my cock. She licks and sucks, and her teeth nip at my sensitive skin.
She only gags once, and then like a good princess, Isabella Berone opens her jaw and takes my cock all the way down her virgin throat.
I grip her hips as pleasure fills every part of my body. My nerve endings zing with energy, and my balls pull up tight.
As she gains confidence her moves become quicker, racing me towards my peak. I should pull back, but I want to claim her today, to let loose inside her. I want her to know she’s mine.
It takes all the willpower I have to hold off until she comes again.
As she does she sucks hard, and the vibrations of her muffled cries reverberate around my cock, detonating my release.
I cum hard, a full load, all the way down her throat.
Isabella coughs and splutters, but like a good girl she keeps her lips firmly clamped around me.
It’s not until I’m fully spent that she releases her sweet hold. She turns around, and I scoop her into my arms.
“How did I do?”
“Not bad for a virgin.”
She swats me playfully.
“The next time I cum inside you, Isabella, it will be in your pussy when you’re my wife.”
She rolls her eyes and tsks at me. She thinks I’m joking, but I couldn’t be more serious.
This is the woman I want by my side for the rest of my life.
Her eyes are droopy, so I don’t push it for now. Instead, I scoot the sheets down and we crawl into bed. She lies on her side and my body wraps around hers, shielding her from whatever would do her harm.
She’s mine now. And tomorrow I’ll make sure she knows exactly what that means.