Let Isabel take, let Isabel push her back against the counter, let Isabel’s hands slide down her sides. Claiming. Demanding. She was so warm, so strong, so goddamned perfect, and Isabel wanted more.
More of the quiet sounds Victoria was making against her mouth.
More of the way her fingers were gripping Isabel’s hips, like she didn’t want to let go.
More of the way she was giving in—finally, finally giving in.
Isabel broke the kiss first, just long enough to catch her breath. Victoria’s lips were parted, her pupils blown, her face flushed. Isabel grinned, dragging her thumb across Victoria’s lower lip.
“Good girl,” she whispered.
Victoria shuddered. And Isabel knew.
She had her.
Slowly, Isabel dragged her thumb down Victoria’s throat, feeling her heart beat wildly. She tracked the way she gulped, feeling the movement beneath her thumb. She watched as a single drop of sweat made its way down beneath the starched collar of Victoria’s shirt. Isabel’s fingers gently wrapped around the sleek column of Victoria’s throat and gently squeezed. Chills went down her spine watching Victoria’s eyes widen and her breath grow ragged.
Slowly, she leaned forward, licking the trail of sweat from chin to clavicle. Victoria moaned so sweetly as her hands clutched at the back of Isabel’s shirt. Isabel lifted her eyes back to Victoria’s face to watch her squirm as she traced her free hand from hip to breast. Victoria arched into her touch and strengthened her grip on Isabel, using her strength to pull Isabel back toward her.
Isabel tightened her grip around Victoria’s throat as she straightened with a smirk.
Chuckling, she teased Victoria. “Not so fast…” and lowered her voice to taste the moniker “Captain.”
She moved her hand from Victoria’s breast to snag at the buttons along her shirt.
“So buttoned up. All the way to the collar. What are you hiding under thereCaptain.”
God. She loved the way Victoria shivered every time she called her that. Isabel locked her eyes on Victoria’s face. Guiding her with one hand on her throat, Isabel began slowly moving toward the bedroom as she began unbuttoning Victoria’s shirt. Taking her time to carefully and gently pull apart each section, grazing her fingers along each inch of bare skin. When she finished with the last button, she pulled back just a step to admire the irresistible beauty in front of her.
Victoria was perfectly undone. Her crisp white shirt was open, providing a glimpse of the white lace bra and her slimrunner’s body. Victoria was panting, her chest rising and falling raggedly as Isabel silently licked her lips.
“Take it off, ” Isabel demanded.
Victoria’s eyes widened. Her mouth was agape, but no sound came out. Slowly, she slipped the shirt over her shoulders, letting it fall down her arms and to the ground. Isabel felt pleasure roll through her as Victoria did what she asked. Her own pulse began to race as she took in every inch of Victoria’s smooth skin, wanting another taste of that salty sweat dripping down her chest.
Voice ragged and low, Isabel again praised, “Good girl.”
Rushing forward, Isabel pushed her back against the wall and lowered her head as she began to lick and nip while she kneaded Victoria’s breast with one hand. The other hand still gently held her in place against the wall, applying just the slightest bit of pressure. Moans and ragged breaths filled the room.
Victoria whimpered, “Please.”
Isabel slipped her tongue underneath the lace of the bra, flicking Victoria’s nipple before closing her mouth over her breast and sucking and nibbling. Victoria’s moans became more frantic. Again, she whimpered.
“Please.”
Not looking up, Isabel slowly made her way to the other breast as she replied.
“Please what,Captain?Use your words, darling.”
Victoria gasped, stuttering. “I… I… I want…”
Isabel closed her mouth over the other breast, increasing the torture with a slightly harder bite and a softer kiss to follow.
Victoria’s head fell back as she moaned, “Oh, god.”
Suddenly, Isabel stepped back. She kept one hand around Victoria’s throat as she used the other to grab Victoria’s hair and direct her to look back at Isabel as she demanded.
“Tell me what you want, Victoria.”
