Chapter 24

Isabella’s POV

A rush of sensation flooded through me as stars
seemed to explode behind my closed eyelids.
Pleasure tingled from head to toe, my heart racing with desire. I moaned softly into Levi’s mouth, surrendering to the overwhelming intensity of his touch.

"Oh, Master..." I gasped, the words escaping in a breathless whisper, mingling with the taste of him on my tongue.

"My perfect little sub," he murmured huskily against my lips, his voice thick with desire as he continued to explore the depths of my mouth with his tongue.

He reached over to turn off the running water, his hand moving with purpose. Then, in a smooth motion, he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close. With a surprising show of strength, he effortlessly lifted me and settled me onto the slightly elevated sink.

"Raise your shirt." his voice was a low command, resonating with authority and desire. I complied without hesitation, lifting the fabric slowly until it gathered just below my belly button. Each inch revealed more of my skin to his intense, hungry gaze.

My pussy was in full view now and he stared at it, appearing completely enamored by my body.

"Now, hug your legs," he directed firmly. As he spoke he spread my legs open to get even more view of my core. His touch was both possessive and tender, sending a shiver of anticipation through me.

I took in a deep breath and followed his instruction, pulling my legs in and forming them into a shape that exposed my most intimate self to him. My body is shaped like an M.

The moment hung heavy with tension, charged with an undeniable need that crackled between us. His presence was commanding yet enticing, drawing out a moan from me.

Tears of pleasure welled in my eyes as Levi's slender fingers delicately traced the contours of my labia. The slick, translucent moisture had already pooled on the countertop. My clitoris throbbed with anticipation, swelling larger under
Levi's touch as his fingers applied pressure.
A scream escaped my lips, my entire body convulsing, yet I managed to obey, tightly pulling my legs together. Levi deftly used his index finger to part my labial folds, then added his middle finger, alternating between teasing my clitoris and skimming past it in tantalizing strokes.

I instantly fell into a burning hell, all my feelings were controlled fully by him, it was simply an endless stream.

Levi withdrew his hand, his index and middle fingers glistening with the fluid drawn from within me, forming a translucent curve on his fingertips before it dripped into his palm.

In the next moment, a slap landed firmly on my wet labia and swollen clitoris. "Naughty, naughty, wet princess," Levi's voice rang out with the impact.

The echo of skin meeting skin reverberated through the room, mingling with my own cries as my body trembled uncontrollably from the impact. My legs weakened instinctively, attempting to close, but Levi firmly gripped my ankles, spreading them apart once more.
He brought his hand to his mouth, sucking his fingers clean while his eyes remained fixed on me. "You've been a very naughty girl, and naughty girls get punished," he stated with a mixture of authority and arousal. His words were followed by a relentless barrage of unsympathetic slaps landing precisely on my labia and clitoris.

Each strike elicited a gasp or a whimper until finally, I squirted and came with a loud, unrestrained scream, my body convulsing violently against the sink. Levi's steady hold on my waist kept me from collapsing.

A stream of watery fluid sprayed out, splashing onto his pants. My skirt had ridden up during the intense movements, leaving my breasts exposed
-snow-white and pure, swaying in front of him.
Even in the aftermath of orgasm, my body continued to twitch involuntarily. Sweat caused strands of hair to stick to my forehead, and I struggled to take in air through my lungs.


Levi's gaze lingered on me, his expression one of profound satisfaction.

"I love how your expression shifted between pleasure and pain," he murmured softly, his words lingering in the now quiet bathroom.

"Your moans were like music. Everything about this moment... it was so beautiful, Isabella. You are beautiful." His voice, though gentle, sent a tremor through me, the aftershocks of pleasure still lingering. His words made my heart melt.

I clung tightly to him, seeking comfort in his embrace, my head buried against his chest.
As the silence settled, Levi's hand moved instinctively toward my breasts. Just before he made contact, I opened my eyes. In that split second post-nut clarity hit me like a bitch.

I looked up to see my boss hugging my almost naked body. What have we done? All the alcohol completely cleared from my eyes.

"Boss," I muttered, my voice a mix of confusion and embarrassment. "What... What are you doing here?"

He seemed to snap out of whatever trance had gripped him, hastily adjusting his clothes. "Goodbye. Sleep well," he said abruptly, hurrying out of the bathroom.

As the door to my apartment clicked shut, I slowly stepped down from the sink, my legs feeling weak and unsteady. Turning to the mirror, I confronted my disheveled reflection. My mind raced, my heart pounding like a grenade.

"What have I done?" I gasped, the reality of the situation crashing down on me.

I hurried to the shower and bathed quickly before wrapping myself in my purple robe. After that, I retreated to my bedroom, choosing to lie on my bed in darkness. My head was pounding with the beginnings of a migraine, and I wanted the solace of darkness to think clearly. Despite my exhaustion, my mind raced incessantly, making it impossible for me to sleep as I replayed the events of tonight.

I had been drinking all night. I remembered everything. I recall being so drunk that Levi had to take me home. I also remember inviting Levi over for coffee, as my master had requested—a gesture he didn't decline.

However, his acceptance didn't justify my actions, nor the fact that it was my punishment from my master. It was my decision to invite him in, knowing I was tipsy, not a request from my boss or my master.

What should I do now? Was this a betrayal of Mr. L's trust?