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god.”
Isabella found her rhythm and pounded into Nat from behind. Nat took the whole length of the toy. It slammed into her deeper with every thrust until Isabella felt her pelvis make contact with the skin of Nat’s sweaty behind.
Isabella folded her body over Nat’s back and curled one arm around her waist. Her rock hard nipples pushed into Nat’s back as her finger found Nat’s soaking wet clit. She rocked her hips back and forth in small but deep motions. Her finger flicked over Nat’s clit, barely grazing it, but enough to coax louder moans out of Nat with every touch.
“Oh yes, yes.” The ecstatic cry came from the pillow in which Nat’s face was buried. “Yes.” The last one was the scream Isabella had been waiting for. It filled the room and Isabella’s heart burst with joy.
She slipped out of Nat, who let herself collapse onto the bed, and quickly undid the straps of the harness, discarding the toy as if it hadn’t just given them this pleasure. Isabella poured her limbs over Nat’s back and buried her nose in Nat’s damp hair.
“You scream so good, baby.” She scratched her fingernails over Nat’s outstretched arms. “I’m so hot for you right now.”
She felt Nat’s body convulse with giggles beneath her.
NAT
Nat knew she’d have to give up the act soon. With Isabella, she was as much a dildo-wielding top as she was a well-behaved girlfriend to be relied upon at all times. She could work on the latter though. Isabella slid off her and pressed her hot skin against Nat’s side. Nat turned to face her.
“I don’t know what it is about you and that blue thing.” Nat pushed a strand of brown hair away from Isabella’s forehead. “Or when and how you learned to do that… but, Jesus Christ in heaven, you’re good at it.”
Isabella smiled and the curve of her lips ignited a fire deep inside of Nat. It was a smile tinted with deep satisfaction, spreading joy all over her face. “I bet you’d never have thought it would take a lady on the verge of midlife crisis to fuck you into submission.”
Nat chuckled and shook her head. She cupped the back of Isabella’s head in the palm of her hand and drew her near. “Thank you for your patience with me. Anyone younger would never have understood.”
Isabella’s lips brushed against hers, soft and loving. When they withdrew from the kiss, Nat studied the glimmer in Isabella’s hazel eyes and the gentle curve of her upper lip and she knew she could wake up to that face for a very long time to come.
“Don’t mention it,” Isabella shrugged. “I’m wise enough for the both of us.” The tiny crow’s feet bracketing her eyes crinkled upward as she laughed.
“Next week a reporter from the SCMP is doing a profile on me.” Nat tried to inch closer to Isabella but their bodies were already glued together. “I’d like you to be there for the interview.”
Isabella arched her thin eyebrows up. “And announce to the Hong Kong population you’re off the one-night-stand market?”
“Something like that.” Nat ran her fingers along Isabella’s back. “I’m sick and tired of running away from what I feel.”
“Well,” Isabella pecked Nat on the cheek, “that’s the closest I’ll ever come to letting someone ask for my hand in marriage ever again.”
“Does that mean yes?”
“I wouldn’t miss it.” Isabella tilted her head back and stared into Nat’s eyes. “But what happened to one day at a time?”
“Try as I might.” Nat eased her body on top of Isabella’s. “I’m not that kind of girl.”
“I’ve heard that before. It concerned other types of behaviour, but still.” Isabella nodded her head in the direction of the discarded dildo and harness. A smug grin tugged at the corners of her mouth.
“What can I say?” Nat nuzzled her nose against Isabella’s neck and found her ear. “I love it when you fuck me.” She felt Isabella’s muscles tense underneath her. “And I’m not ashamed to say
Isabella found her rhythm and pounded into Nat from behind. Nat took the whole length of the toy. It slammed into her deeper with every thrust until Isabella felt her pelvis make contact with the skin of Nat’s sweaty behind.
Isabella folded her body over Nat’s back and curled one arm around her waist. Her rock hard nipples pushed into Nat’s back as her finger found Nat’s soaking wet clit. She rocked her hips back and forth in small but deep motions. Her finger flicked over Nat’s clit, barely grazing it, but enough to coax louder moans out of Nat with every touch.
“Oh yes, yes.” The ecstatic cry came from the pillow in which Nat’s face was buried. “Yes.” The last one was the scream Isabella had been waiting for. It filled the room and Isabella’s heart burst with joy.
She slipped out of Nat, who let herself collapse onto the bed, and quickly undid the straps of the harness, discarding the toy as if it hadn’t just given them this pleasure. Isabella poured her limbs over Nat’s back and buried her nose in Nat’s damp hair.
“You scream so good, baby.” She scratched her fingernails over Nat’s outstretched arms. “I’m so hot for you right now.”
She felt Nat’s body convulse with giggles beneath her.
NAT
Nat knew she’d have to give up the act soon. With Isabella, she was as much a dildo-wielding top as she was a well-behaved girlfriend to be relied upon at all times. She could work on the latter though. Isabella slid off her and pressed her hot skin against Nat’s side. Nat turned to face her.
“I don’t know what it is about you and that blue thing.” Nat pushed a strand of brown hair away from Isabella’s forehead. “Or when and how you learned to do that… but, Jesus Christ in heaven, you’re good at it.”
Isabella smiled and the curve of her lips ignited a fire deep inside of Nat. It was a smile tinted with deep satisfaction, spreading joy all over her face. “I bet you’d never have thought it would take a lady on the verge of midlife crisis to fuck you into submission.”
Nat chuckled and shook her head. She cupped the back of Isabella’s head in the palm of her hand and drew her near. “Thank you for your patience with me. Anyone younger would never have understood.”
Isabella’s lips brushed against hers, soft and loving. When they withdrew from the kiss, Nat studied the glimmer in Isabella’s hazel eyes and the gentle curve of her upper lip and she knew she could wake up to that face for a very long time to come.
“Don’t mention it,” Isabella shrugged. “I’m wise enough for the both of us.” The tiny crow’s feet bracketing her eyes crinkled upward as she laughed.
“Next week a reporter from the SCMP is doing a profile on me.” Nat tried to inch closer to Isabella but their bodies were already glued together. “I’d like you to be there for the interview.”
Isabella arched her thin eyebrows up. “And announce to the Hong Kong population you’re off the one-night-stand market?”
“Something like that.” Nat ran her fingers along Isabella’s back. “I’m sick and tired of running away from what I feel.”
“Well,” Isabella pecked Nat on the cheek, “that’s the closest I’ll ever come to letting someone ask for my hand in marriage ever again.”
“Does that mean yes?”
“I wouldn’t miss it.” Isabella tilted her head back and stared into Nat’s eyes. “But what happened to one day at a time?”
“Try as I might.” Nat eased her body on top of Isabella’s. “I’m not that kind of girl.”
“I’ve heard that before. It concerned other types of behaviour, but still.” Isabella nodded her head in the direction of the discarded dildo and harness. A smug grin tugged at the corners of her mouth.
“What can I say?” Nat nuzzled her nose against Isabella’s neck and found her ear. “I love it when you fuck me.” She felt Isabella’s muscles tense underneath her. “And I’m not ashamed to say
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