Isabela

**Today**



We kiss softly, and what I feel in my heart right now can be summed up in one word: lightness. The moisture of his lips against mine is an analgesic for the pain we've inflicted on each other lately.
I pull away slightly because I want to look at that flawless face a bit more. My hair falls over his face, almost like a curtain forcing him to focus solely on me. We are each other’s whole world right now, and it feels amazing. He once meant everything to me, and now I want him to be my compass again, for us to swim together and never sink. The only ocean I wish to get lost in is the sweet saliva of this man, perfect and addictive.
I run my hands over his face, gently and tenderly. Nate closes his eyes and almost lets out a moan. He's enjoying my affection. I'm still straddling him, leaning over his body, so close that it's hard to tell our breaths apart. I rub my nose against his, and then dive into his lips again. Our kiss starts gentle, but as desire begins to dig its claws into us, it becomes hungry, feverish. We pant against each other, with the heat from our skin igniting us. We’re losing control, consumed by lust and passion. His hands bury themselves in my ass, under my shirt, sometimes pressing into my pussy, sometimes squeezing the skin of my butt so hard it hurts.
We don't have to hide anything, pretend we don't want this, as our lips tangle and our tongues refuse to part. I dig my nails into one side of his cheek. With the other hand, I slide across his scalp. I grind against the hardness teasing my pussy, trying to draw out as much pleasure as possible from this friction.
He's moaning against me. His moans are the most delicious thing in the world. And wanting more, I slide out of bed, fighting against his arms, which are pulling me back against him, frustrated to let go of my backside.
“Come on, kitty, take off those boxers and sit on the edge of the bed!”
Nate stares at me, wetting his lower lip as he slides off the bed and follows my command. It's impossible to suck him off while he's lying down because my wrists hurt every time I try to support my body with my hands. So, as I kneel on the floor in front of him, ignoring the coldness of the floor against my knees, I know that my main work will be with my mouth. Giving him a handjob will only bring me pain.
My breasts are heavy with desire. My thighs? They’re already soaked, so wet from imagining the incredible things he's going to make me feel. My chest is warm but not racing. I’m desperate for him...
The incredible scent of soap escaping from between his legs invites me as I approach his beautiful cock. I wrap my hand around the base of his dick, feeling the heat radiating from it. My mouth floods, saliva completely taking over, making me feel ravenous in front of this perfect feast.
“Damn! It’s incredible how even more beautiful you look from this angle,” Nate praises, tying my hair into a ponytail, wrapping it around his wrist. “Look at this hair, damn! I love every strand of it. Even though now, with that red, it shows how dangerous this new version of you is.” His voice is like a siren’s song, making me lose my mind entirely. “Look at me while you suck me, My Sun!”
His tone is drenched in lust, and his eyes burn into my face. I smile, lowering my mouth and licking the wet drop forming on his thick, swollen tip, obsessed with the softness of his head against my piercing. I can feel him trembling, his eyes locking onto mine like magnets. Just to tease this pit of destruction more, I swirl my tongue around his head, making him lose his mind completely as my piercing brushes against it.
“God, you taste so good, Nate...” I whisper, losing control and sucking the tip of his dick. “I’m dying to drink all your cum today!”
The salty taste he releases on my tongue makes me gasp, fueling my desire, making me rub my thighs together to contain the hungry pulsations between my legs.

" Swallow just a little more, come on, gorgeous! — he begs, trying to push my head down.
I shake my head, refusing without stopping the sucking and licking, just moving my head. Slowly, I take his cock out of my mouth to spit on it, then I spread my saliva all over its length until I reach his balls. I lavish attention on them, trailing the tip of my tongue along the line that divides them. I try to go lower, to kiss even the hidden part between his ass cheeks, and I use my hands to open the passage, but Nate growls angrily. He pulls me up by my hair, making my scalp scream in pain. I get a hard slap in retaliation, and I’m really tempted to repeat the action just to be punished with more hits. I must have a masochistic side, but only when it comes to getting naughty slaps from my man. Only him! But I obey the order when he almost shoves my face into his cock.
" Don’t ever try to take what I haven’t given you permission for, damn it! — he reprimands, pushing my head down even more. — Now suck that cock, Isabela!
I go back to taking him in, slowly, ignoring the sting in my eyes from the pain caused by the slap on my cheek. Gradually, I intensify my movements, hearing the wet sounds of my mouth every time my suction falters. Nate moans, gripping my chin with his other hand. His cock pulses against me, and the more I crave him wildly, trying to give him pleasure, Nate moans.
" Stop, I don’t want to cum now and ruin the fun… — he requests, resting his hand on my forehead, trying to push my head away. But I’m rebellious, and he knows that by now.
I ignore his request and go after what I came for. I suck him hard and fast until he roars and gives me what I want. When the hot spurt of his cum floods my tongue, I finally pull him out of my mouth, rubbing my face against his cock so his cum leaves a warm trail on my chin.
" Damn, Isabela! — he groans, rubbing the head of his cock to smear his cum over my face, bringing it up to my cheek as I swallow what’s left in my mouth.
I don’t say anything, just look at him, driving him crazy as I wipe my chin and bring the remnants of his cum to my lips.
" You made me taste myself, so now I want you to know your own flavor.
There’s hesitation on his face, even fear, but I don’t give room for doubts. I rise over him and thrust my tongue into his mouth, holding his face in my hands. Nate moans, squeezing my breasts, not avoiding the kiss, surrendering to it and playing with his own cum on my tongue, which invades his without any trace of subtlety.
Screw it! I want this bastard more than anything in life. I want to quench my thirst with his cum, his hands covering me and warming me, his kisses suffocating me, and his cock inside me every day.
Nate is the only man I want!
" Come on, my piece of sun… Lay on the bed!
In almost slow motion, I’m guided to lie down on my back on the sheets, never losing his kisses on my neck or the warm trails of his tongue over my skin, making every hair on my body stand on end."