This was the pleasure she longed for. The denial and the release. She wanted to beg for him to be inside her but knew she had to obey.
“Patience. Some things are worth waiting for.”
He pushed his head between her legs and began entering her with his tongue. Taking her intently with his tongue, circling in perfect delight, that made her body quake. She had never felt this way before and wanted more. Need it.
“This is mine, Isis. You belong to me. You can answer me, then no more words. Do you belong to me?” He started thrusting his middle finger into her while rubbing her c**t with his thumb.
“Answer me, woman!”
“Yes! Yes, Gage. I belong to you. I’m yours,” she moaned.
“That’s right, that’s what I want. You're mine. Every other man will pale in comparison to the pleasure I’ll give you.
