9
Isabella
I beamed as we stood outside the hotel suite. When Conrad confronted Mark, it felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Now we could be together and didn’t have to hide that from anyone.
Sure, I still had some lingering self-doubt, but I was working on that. It was silly to assume he wouldn’t want me. I was smart, kind, and of course, he wouldn’t let me forget that I was pretty.
He was great, too. Down-to-earth, which was a surprise given his financial status. Gorgeous. And funny. I haven’t laughed this much with a man since…forever!
The room was exquisite. It must have been one of their premium rooms because there was a balcony, a separate living room and bedroom, and an amazing bathroom with a hot tub. He placed his hand on my ass and gave it a squeeze when we checked it out.
“Wanna take a dip?” he asked?
The thought of being in there gave me goose bumps.
“Hm, yeah, that sounds perfect,” I murmured.
He poured us each a glass of wine.
“Has the season been as good as you’ve expected?” he asked as we stood at the window, gazing out at the city below and sipping our wine.
“Much better than I expected. It’s been magical, and it’s all thanks to you,” I said.
I may have blushed, because my face suddenly felt hot.
“I don’t know how this is possible so fast, but I think I love you, Bella.”
He leaned in and kissed me, and jolts of electricity burned through my body. Had I heard right? Did he say he loved me?
“What did you say?” I asked when our lips separated.
“I love you, Bella. You’re so different from other women I’ve met. You’re not concerned with who has the biggest house on the block or the coolest car. And you’re kind and funny, too.” He brushed a strand of hair out of my face. “Not to mention beautiful. Everything I need in a woman.”
I almost dropped the wine glass, but managed to find the side table and put it there. I needed to wrap my arms around this man now.
“I love you, too. I’ve known it since the first night. I was just scared.” My voice trembled. I’d never been this open and honest with anyone, and it was a relief to be able to tell him without worrying about his reaction.
“Hold on.” He gave me a kiss and disappeared down the hall of the suite. Next thing I knew, the water was running.
I followed him, and ran into him in the hall as he headed back to me.
“Come here,” he said, drawing me close.
His hands snaked around my waist and he opened the zipper on the back of my dress. I shivered as he brushed his fingers down my back all the way to my ass and back up to pull the dress down over my shoulders. It dropped to the floor with a thud.
His eyes were intense and fiery, devouring my nearly naked body.
“Let’s get this off, too, baby-doll.”
My bra joined my dress on the floor.
“Let’s check the water.” I grabbed his hand, and wearing only my lace thong and my heels, I led him to the bathroom. The lights were already dimmed. The atmosphere was electric. The water bubbled and it was the perfect temperature when I dipped a hand in.
“Come here, princess,” he growled. “I want to pamper you.”
“Mm,” I murmured, helping him with his clothes. I pulled his shirt down over his muscular, bulging shoulders, running my hands along his muscles.
“Like what you see?”
“Always,” I replied.
“Never mind me, look at you. You sexy little thing.”
He palmed my tits, brushing his hand across my nipples. They hardened at his touch. He reached down and pulled my thong off. He scrunched up and took a sniff.
“I’m keeping these,” he said with a smirk.
“Weirdo!” I said with a laugh.
He dropped his pants and underwear, and I was glad to see it was almost rock-hard.
I lost my heels and stepped into the hot water. It warmed me all over, not that I needed it. The sight of his naked body looming over the tub was enough to make me pant.
“Get over here,” he commanded me, and I was more than happy to oblige.
I scooted over to him and happily jumped into his arms, our lips meeting in a fiery kiss and his hands everywhere. On my ass, my thighs, rubbing my folds, and squeezing my tits. This man was insatiable, just the way I liked them.
I wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked it with a firm grip. He sat on the edge with his back to the wall and ran his hand through my hair, pulling me close. I was on my knees, the warm water bubbling around me and tickling my skin.
I parted my lips and brought them over the crown of his cock, keeping my gaze locked on his face. His eyes turned to steel as desire took over and he pushed his cock a little deeper into my mouth.
“That’s so fucking good. Yeah, just like that,” he growled.
My pussy ached. It turned me on to watch his reaction to the way I sucked and licked his hard cock.
“I need that pussy,” he grunted. “I wanna make you scream.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I turned my back to him and lowered myself over his lap, one of his hands on my waist and the other guiding his cock to my opening. He snaked a hand around and pulled me down, his cock gliding in.
“You like that?”
I moaned in response. He wasn’t messing around. The thrusts came fast and furious, my body bouncing with each powerful jerk of his hips. I felt incredible in his strong, commanding hands. He knew exactly what to do, and it all came so naturally. He was the best lover I’d ever had, and I knew he’d be my last.
He filled me completely, his skin rubbing mine with just the right amount of friction. I felt his fingers on my clit, and it was as if my body was on fire. The desire and pleasure were over the top.
He slowed down and kissed my neck from behind, gently at first and then with more insistence. We stood up and he pushed me back against the wall. I rested one of my legs on the tub’s edge, and he guided his cock to my pussy lips.
“Want more of that?”
I was dying for it. I’d been so close to coming before he stopped.
“Yes.” I nodded and rubbed my pussy against his cock.
“Here, I’m going to fuck that little pussy until you scream.”
I nodded and whimpered, squirming for his huge, fat cock. I loved being with him, it was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. His touches scorched my skin and left a trail of fire behind. The crown of his cock glided in between my pussy lips and with a groan he pushed it all the way in. I moaned, and knew I wasn’t gonna last long.
He began rocking his hips back and forth, and I held on to him for balance. His strong arms held me up and squeezed me close. I felt the tension rise within me, bubbling like the water in the tub, taking over…and I was gone, lost in ecstasy. My body pulsated with orgasms. My knees went weak but he held me pressed to his body.
“I’m gonna fill you up, baby-doll,” he groaned into my ear, and with two powerful thrusts, he came, kissing me like a starved man.
“I love you.” He said, still hugging me close to him. With a finger under my chin, he turned my face up toward his and softly brushed my lips.
We wrapped towels around ourselves and plopped down on the bed, our limbs entangled and our lips devouring each other.
I rested my head on his chest and felt his heart beat.
“Is this a dream?” I asked.
“No, this is better than a dream, at least for me. Because you’re here with me.”