Taming My Sugar Mommy
Chapter 31: Warm up!

Chapter 31: Warm up!

As Liam followed Isabella to the bed, his gaze never left her partially exposed back. The city lights played across her skin, highlighting the delicate lines of her spine, the curve of her waist. His hands ached to touch her, to map every inch of her newly bared flesh.

Reaching the bed, she turned to face him, her eyes smoldering with anticipation. With a wicked smile, she slid the dress the rest of the way off, letting it fall to the floor in a whisper of silk. The cool air kissed her skin, pebbling her nipples beneath the lace of her bra.

Liam’s gaze raked over her, hunger evident in his darkening eyes. "You’re breathtaking," he breathed, reaching out to trace the delicate swell of her breasts. His touch ignited sparks across her flesh, making her ache for more.

Isabella leaned into his caress, her hands finding purchase on his chest. She could feel the rapid thrum of his heart beneath her palms, matching the staccato beat of her own. With a small, wicked smile, she began working his shirt buttons free, each revealed inch of skin making her pulse jump.

Once his shirt hung open, she slid it off his shoulders, admiring the broad expanse of his chest, the sculpted planes of muscle. Her fingers traced the lines of his abdomen, reveling in the flex of power beneath her touch.

Liam groaned softly, his hands settling on her hips. "Impatient, aren’t we?"

Isabella met his gaze, heat pooling low in her belly at the promise in his eyes. "I’ve waited long enough," she murmured, trailing kisses along his jawline.

Her breasts pressed against his bare chest as she deepened the kiss, the friction sending lightning through her veins. She nipped at his lower lip, soothing the sting with her tongue.

"Bed," Liam growled against her mouth, walking them backward until her knees hit the mattress.

Isabella tumbled onto the duvet, Liam following her down, his body covering hers. She could feel the hard length of him pressing against her thigh, making her wet with anticipation.

Wrapping her legs around his waist, she rolled her hips, grinding against him. The friction sent pleasure spiraling through her, making her gasp into their kiss. "Pants," she managed between kisses. "Off. Now."

Liam chuckled low in his throat, the sound vibrating through her. "Bossy tonight, aren’t we?"

She silenced him with another searing kiss, tangling her fingers in his hair. When they parted, both breathless, she gave him a wicked smile.

"Let’s see what you’ve got under these, shall we?" Her nimble fingers found his belt buckle, working it open with deliberate slowness.

Liam’s eyes darkened with anticipation, his pupils blown wide with desire. "Isabella," he warned, his voice a low rumble that made her core clench.

She grinned up at him, hooking her fingers in his waistband. "Shh. I’m just getting started."

With a fluid motion, she slid his pants and boxers down his hips, freeing his straining erection. She took a moment to admire the sight of him, all hard lines and smooth skin, before wrapping her fingers around his thick length.

Liam hissed through his teeth at the contact, his hips flexing into her touch. Isabella stroked him slowly, teasingly, reveling in the way he shuddered above her.

"That’s it," she purred, nipping at his earlobe. "Let me take care of you."

And with that wicked promise, she pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, ready to make good on her word.

Isabella took her time exploring Liam’s body, her hands and mouth leaving trails of fire across his skin. She licked and nibbled her way down his chest, savoring the salty taste of him, the way his muscles jumped beneath her touch.

"Mmm, you taste divine," she purred, her breath hot against his stomach. "I could devour you."

Liam groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair. "Isabella," he rasped, his voice strained with pleasure. "You’re driving me crazy."

She smirked up at him, her eyes gleaming with wicked intent. "That’s the plan."

With deliberate slowness, she kissed her way lower, tracing the V of his hips with her tongue. His erection strained towards her, thick and hard, and she paused to admire it.

"Look at you," she murmured, wrapping one hand around his shaft. "So big and eager. Do you want my mouth on you, Liam? Want me to take you deep?"

"Yes," he hissed through clenched teeth, his hips bucking slightly. "God, yes."

Isabella chuckled low in her throat, the sound vibrating through him. "Patience, love. I want to savor this."

She started with slow licks, lapping at him like a cat with cream. His flavor burst across her tongue, musky and male, and she couldn’t get enough. She worked him slowly, reveling in the way he throbbed against her lips, the harsh sounds he made as she pleasured him.

"Fuck, your mouth," Liam groaned, his head tipping back against the pillows. "It’s perfect."

Isabella hummed in response, taking him deeper. She hollowed her cheeks, creating a steady suction that made him curse and twist beneath her. His hands fisted in the sheets, his body taut with tension as she worked him closer to the edge.

"You like that, don’t you?" she purred, pulling back just enough to speak. "Like the way I suck you? The way I make you feel?"

"God, yes," Liam panted, his eyes dark with lust. "More. Please."

She gave him a wicked grin before diving back in, taking him to the back of her throat. She swallowed around him, her nose pressing against his pelvis as she breathed through her nose.

"Christ, Isabella," Liam choked out, his hips flexing up to meet her mouth. "I’m not going to last if you keep that up."

She pulled off with a wet pop, her hand still stroking him steadily. "Don’t worry, baby," she crooned, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "We’re just getting started."

And with that, she took him back into her mouth, sucking him with deep, steady pulls that had him seeing stars. His balls tightened, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter in his gut as she worked him closer to the brink.

"Isabella," he groaned, his voice strained with warning. "I’m going to come."

She doubled her efforts, her hand pumping his shaft as she sucked him hard and fast. Liam’s body went rigid, his back arching off the bed as he came with a hoarse shout.

Isabella swallowed every drop, milking him until he was spent and shaking. She released him slowly, licking her lips as she met his gaze.

"Now," she purred, crawling up his body. "That was just the warm up."