“Last night I was inside you, and this morning you blush?” She knew he was teasing, but at the mention of the night before she felt the heat in her cheeks intensify.
“I guess I thought last night was a dream.”
He reached down between the blankets and touched her mound. She gasped as his finger slid between her wet folds. She was shocked by how wet she was and how much she wanted him already.
“Well, I’m pleased to give you a good time.” He slid his fingers inside her body. She winced from the raw contact. “You’re still sore from last night?”
Reluctantly she nodded her head.
“Come on. I know it’s only a shower. Let’s get ready to leave.” Isaac pulled the blanket from her. She went to climb out of the bed, but he was there, lifting her up in his arms.
“You don’t have to carry me. I know I’m heavy.”
“I like you in my arms, Elle. You’re not too heavy for me. In fact you’re just right.” He carried her into the small bathroom. Placing her on the toilet, he began running the shower. She watched as he tested the water before carrying her into the stall. He placed her directly under the jets with him at her back. She’d never shared anything with a man, and in less than twenty-four hours she’s lost her virginity, slept in the same bed, and now was sharing a shower with the same man. She didn’t consider Brad in the same league. He was her friend, and there could never be any attraction between them.
She wet her hair as she heard him rustling around.
“They have fresh soap for us to use.” Isaac pulled her hair out of the way and began to soap her body with his hands. “I wouldn’t use their sponge.” She bit her lip as he moved down her body, soaping her body using his hands as a sponge. A moan escaped her as he soaped her br**sts, tugging on her ni**les.
“I didn’t know a sponge could do that,” she said.
“I’m a special sponge, and I want to hear you scream for me.” He teased each nipple having her panting in his arms before he moved down to her pu**y. He used both of his hands to open her lips and tease her clit. The pleasure shot through her whole body. She grabbed onto the wall to keep herself upright.
Seconds later she shuddered as her release came. Isaac held her. She guessed it was to keep her from falling.
“Hold onto the wall,” he said. Isaac placed her hands flat on the wall bending her at the waist. “Don’t move.”
She stayed in the position he placed her. From the angle she wouldn’t have water splashing onto her face. The water cascaded onto her back and down. She felt his fingers on her ass opening her wide. She held her breath as he ran down past her ass to her cunt.
“You’re so wet and perfect. I know I should wait, but I want you again, Elle.” He replaced his fingers with his cock. She felt him press his large shaft inside her opening, his fingers digging into her ass.
A whimper escaped her when he slammed inside her. There was nothing gentle in the way he pressed every inch of himself inside.
“So f**king tight and hot,” he said. He held her h*ps as he plunged inside her. She cried out as he hit something deep, creating a thin line between pleasure and pain. The intensity of the sensation made every part of her skin sensitive. Wherever he touched she felt the extreme pleasure he was creating. The rapture was more than she could stand.
“I want to feel you come around my dick. Come on, baby, let me feel you.” Isaac pounded inside her, the grip tightening unbearably hard on her h*ps as the speed with which he f**ked her increased.
He switched the angle sending her over the edge as every part of his length rubbed over her sensitive muscles. He was determined to make her lose her mind. She screamed as he pounded her flesh relentlessly. The sound of the slapping of wet flesh against the other and their moans mingled in the room. His grip changed from her h*ps to her br**sts. He fingered her ni**les biting into the flesh with his finger and thumb.
“Come for me. I want to feel you. I’m so close.”
At his command she screamed as her release came to her. She held onto the wall as he used her body for his own pleasure. Seconds later, he growled and bucked as he came. She felt the kick of his c**k inside her pu**y as his sperm erupted.
Isaac kissed her neck and pulled away. They didn’t speak as they finished getting washed. Thirty minutes later, they left the hotel. She gave the key back to the reception desk and got into the car where he sat waiting.
He pulled away from the hotel and drove through the busy morning traffic. She pulled some hair over her face to keep the scar covered. Jumping in her seat as Isaac placed one of his hands on her knee, up under her skirt, she gasped as he made circles on her flesh.
“When you come to the hotel, I want you to be wearing skirts or dresses. No more trousers that will cover you. Do you hear me?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” They drove in silence until he pulled up outside her apartment. She hadn’t thought about confronting Brad. He hadn’t been in her mind since last night.
“I’ll see you tonight,” he said.
“You will?”
“Elle, last night was the start of something. If you’re not at the hotel by eight, I’m coming to get you.” He leaned over and kissed her. Pulling her hair off her face, he kissed her scar before settling back on her lips. “I’ll see you tonight.”
She got out of the car and made her way up to her apartment without looking back. Brad was waiting with a cup of coffee at the table as she entered the apartment.
“You didn’t come back last night. I was worried.”
“Sorry, I had it on silent. I was in a meeting of some kind.”
“When will I get to meet him?” he asked, ignoring her explanation.
“Who?”
“Don’t play me for a fool, Noelle. I know you’re seeing someone.”
Putting her coat and bags on the counter, she returned to stare at her friend. “I don’t want to talk about it. You’ve got your business, and I’ve got mine. I love you, and nothing is going to change that.”
Brad stood and walked over to her. “I love you, too. Don’t let any man treat you less than you’re worth.” He kissed her cheek and walked round her to leave.
She closed her eyes and thanked whoever was looking down on her. She wouldn’t have been able to cope with a fight from him.
****
Isaac sat in his meeting not listening to anything being said. His mind kept playing the events of last night and early morning. She had been a virgin, and he’d taken it from her as if he’d had a right to it.