75- The Mile High Club

Third Person

Staring into deep blue eyes, Isabella tries to gauge the meaning behind Lucus’s words. His words playing over and over within her head. “Ride me. Ride my fucking cock till you cum.” What the fuck? Was he actually serious? Having never done anything like that before with any man, Isabella begins to hesitate.

Suddenly, as if sensing her discomfort does Lucus move to bring a hand to her face, cupping her cheek gently as he did. His next set of words almost gentle.

“It’s going to be okay Agapi (Love). Trust me. Let me help you.”

Biting her lower lip softly, Isabella can’t help but take in his husky cologne. His eyes shining with an adoration that she didn’t think was there. His gaze giving her a sense of comfort and safety.

“But… I-I can’t” murmurs Isabella, embarrassed. “I’ve never done this before.”

Moving to lift her by the chin does Lucus move to make eye contact with her. “Oh Bambina (Baby) It’ll be okay. That’s why we’re here. To help you. To teach you. So there’s nothing to be embarrassed about, ever.”

Taken aback by his words, Isabella begins to shake. Her body now squirming, the heat between them finally getting the better of her. “I-I” shaking her head in defeat she slowly attempts to move only to be held once more by Lucus, her pussy still flushed against his muscled thigh. Her pussy twitching at the contact.

Stifling a moan, especially at the way it felt when pressed against her heated clit, Lucus takes that as his window of opportunity to begin rocking her hips gently against his leg, drawing out another moan from her lips.

“Yes… Just like that sweet girl. Perfect.”

Placing two palms against broad shoulders, Isabella moves to do as directed, rocking her body and her pussy against thick muscles. The fabric of his pants still brushing against her clit even as she clung to him. Her teeth sinking into her bottom lip to keep from moaning too loudly.

Isabella taking a minute to gaze at the image of dark ink as it slowly peeked out from under Lucus’s shirt. His tattoos decorating his skin, making her hot. Tattoos that she wanted to see with all her might.

Deciding to be bold, Isabella moves to carefully undo the top two buttons of his dress shirt. Exposing the ink of his tattoos a bit more. Resisting the urge to purr at what she was seeing does Isabella move to rub herself a little harder. Faster. Dirty thoughts now racing through her unsupervised mind. The very thought of tracing those lines with her tongue only made her more aroused.

Lucus growling as one of her thighs brush against his inner thigh. His cock twitching as it grew in size.

“Release that pretty little lip of yours Agapi (Love) or else I’ll fuck you right here and then” growls Lucus. A shiver running through Isabella, unaware she still had her mouth between her teeth even as his grip on her tightened. His hands sliding towards her ass in which she gasps, a moan rising as he squeezes the warm soft flesh of her warm round globes.

Enjoying the placement of his hands, Isabella moves to look into his steady hot gaze. Her teeth biting her lower lip again even as she speaks, her eyes arching in a challenge as she does.

“Kiss me then.”

Not one to be told twice, Lucus moves to do exactly that. Crushing his lips onto hers in one swift go as he moves to draw her closer. A firm hand gripping the back of her neck as he moves to attack her mouth with his own.

Mine, growls Lucus’s mind. His body liking the way Isabella was his to dominate. His to pleasure and his for the taking. The need to show her who owned her rising. His tongue moving to explore every inch of her mouth with his. Her scent reminding him of milk chocolate and strawberries. Their tongues doing a tango with one another as they battled.

Lucus coming to grips of his new reality, for in the past, Lucus would only have the courage to fuck whores. Bitches. His motto of use and abuse them coming to mind until Isabella showed up. With Isabella, Lucus slowly began to realize that she was his drug, his reason to live and no matter what he did he would always crave it, crave her.

Lifting a hand to head, Isabella moves to tug at his hair. Lucus growling at how Isabella tries to dominate him. His grip on her neck tightening just slightly as he moves to flip the tide. Lucus winning by a millisecond as Isabella groans, her core expanding on the inside of her body.

Her hips grinding against his leg faster. Breaking the kiss. Lucus using this as a way to kiss and bite her along her jaw and then neck before settling on the sweet spot that was her ear, causing her to mewel at the touch.

Smirking against soft supple flesh, her body smelling oddly like warm vanilla and honey, Lucus can only groan in hunger. His cock growing against the confinement of his pants even as Isabella continues to rub her thigh against him. His balls on the verge of turning blue with the need to release his load.

Fuck. Fuck it all.

Lucus wanting nothing more than to sink himself balls deep into her tight little pussy was enough to send him over the edge. Even as Isabella started coming closer to her own little balloon of silky pleasure. Her body tensing the closer she got.

“Don’t.” growls Lucus. “Don’t fight it. Explode. Cum for me Bambina (Baby). Cum for me.” Then, as if to prove his point does he move to bite into her neck. His hands back on her hips as he moves to hold her tightly. Firmer.

Isabella crying out in pleasure as her body finally caves into her want, her desire. Her body now shaking as her pleasure takes hold as she and Lucus continue with what they were doing. Lucus continuing to help guide her even as she slowed against him. Her body slowly coming off her blissful high.

Kissing him yet again, Isabella moves to wrap her arms around his neck. Bringing their bodies flushed with one another. Her thigh accidentally touching Lucus yet again which finally pushes him over the edge and has him cumming in his pants.

Both finally spent as heavy breathing could be heard within the room. Lucus coming to rest his forehead against hers as both embrace one another in an intimate way.

Lucus moving to tuck a loose strand of hair away from her face as it hangs delicately within her face. His lips now brushing against her tempo once finished caressing her face. Both unaware of the audiance within the room until Grant finally spoke up, “Fuck that was hot.”

Blushing with embarrassament does Isabella move to duck her face within his chest, Lucus chuckling before speaking in return.

“Yes. Yes it was.”

Still too embarrassed to move to speak, Lucus moves to slowly lift her from his lap. The loss of contact making both of them feel a little empty deep inside.

Averting her gaze, Isabella moves to look down towards her lap only to gasp in horror at what she saw next. For there, on Lucus’s lap was a wet and white watermelon size wet spot.

Fumbling for words, Isabella tries to apologize, unaware that Lucus had cummed as well, adding to the wetness as he moves to speak up, his eyes on hers as he did.

“Don’t. I have plenty of more clothes where this came from Agapi (Love). This. This is nothing compared to most things I’ve done. I find this as my new badge of honor, an honor I received from you.”

Gaping at his choice in words, Isabella continues to fumble for words even as Lucus moves to take her into a full size bathroom that was inside the room. Gently moving to sit her on the toilet before guiding her into removing her wet panties before snatching them from her fingers and pocketing them. Lucus moving to exit the room in order to give her space to freshen up.

10 minutes later, Isabella eventually moves to exit the bathroom, her eyes red as if she had been crying, her head low even as Lucus moves to enter the bathroom next, a shower turning on as he quickly showers.

Consumed by her thoughts, Isabella moves to struggle with what just happened to her. A piece of her wanting to hate it. To hate them. Yet another part of her loved it. Craved it. Needed it. Her mind unable to process it all as she suddenly bursts into tears unaware of Grant even as he moves to approach her, pulling her into his warm strong arms as he did.

Grant slowly trying to ease her shaky sobs even as Lucus moves to return to the room, his body dressed in a whole new suit. Lucus glancing over towards Isabella and Grant who were both sitting on the couch once more only to become concerned when he sees her crying.

Lucus moves to look at Grant who only mouths the words, “Sub-Drop”. Quick to understand the meaning behind his words, Lucus moves to approach them. The need to comfort his Bambina (Baby) rising as he slowly moves to reach for her.

“Shhh… Easy Baby… It’ll be okay, Promise.”

Taking his words slowly to heart along with Grant's soft sweet whispers within her ear does Isabella slowly move to calm herself down. Her tears subsiding slowly even as Grant moves to kiss her on the forehead as he slowly spots her eyes.

“There you are, sweet girl. Our sweet adorable Bambina (Baby)”

Shifting her focus from Grant to Lucus, Isabella manages a watery smile before whispering loud enough for them to hear her. 

“Thank you.”

Not wanting to pry or push, Lucus knows that eventually they would have to talk. Their conversations being more on the serious side of things and of what the future would look like if they continued. Sighing, Lucus moves to speak up gently, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Humming softly, Isabella takes a second to gather her thoughts. Knowing that she needed to address it. Needed to know. Her body craving things she didn’t have a clear understanding of.

“Yes.” admits Isabella before continuing. “Your mother mentioned that you four all like BDSM. And… after reading about some of it within my story books. I uh… I kinda hoped that maybe…” trails Isabella, unsure how to finish that sentence.

“That we would teach you? Show you?” asks Grant not wanting to push her into anything she wasn’t ready for.

Nodding shyly, it's all she can do to keep from chickening out. Lucus and Grant both secretly smirking at one another even as Lucus moves to take her hand with his.

“Well then, How about we show you then, Agapi Mou (My Love)?”