Taming My Sugar Mommy
Chapter 52: Plan working well

Chapter 52: Plan working well

Isabella’s fingers curled around the hard length of Liam’s cock through his trousers. He inhaled sharply at her touch, his grip tightening on her hips. The rain pelted the windows, echoing the primal desire building between them.

She stroked him slowly, deliberately, watching as his eyes fluttered shut and his head tipped back. He let out a guttural sound, his hips rocking forward instinctively.

"Isabella..." His voice was a low rasp.

"Shh." She hushed him, continuing her slow, teasing caress. "Just let me..."

Liam’s eyes opened, meeting hers. They were dark with lust, his pupils blown wide. She could see the battle waging within him—his need to be a gentleman warring with his desire for her.

She tightened her grip, stroking him from base to tip. "Stop thinking so much."

A strangled noise left his throat. "I’m trying..."

Isabella smiled, slow and wicked. She loved this—loved seeing him unravel at her touch, loved knowing she held the power to shatter his control. She leaned in, her lips brushing his ear.

"Don’t try," she breathed. "Feel."

Her words seemed to break whatever restraint he had left. In one swift move, Liam spun them around, pinning her against the glass. The cold shocked her, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from his body.

His mouth crashed against hers, hungry and demanding. She surrendered to it, to him, as his hands roamed her body. He mapped out her curves through her clothes, his touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

Isabella arched into him, her own hands sliding under his shirt, exploring the hard planes of his back, his sides, his chest. She could feel his heart pounding, matching the rhythm of her own.

Liam’s lips left hers, blazing a trail down her neck. She tilted her head, giving him better access as his teeth grazed her pulse point. The sensation sent a jolt of electricity straight to her pussy.

She started working on the buttons of his shirt, eager to feel his skin against hers. Liam helped, shrugging it off impatiently before reaching for her blazer.

"Off," he growled.

She let him strip it away, followed by her blouse. They tumbled to the floor, joining his shirt in a forgotten heap. Isabella shivered as the cool air hit her bare skin, but Liam’s heat was back in an instant.

His hands cupped her breasts through her lacy bra, thumbs brushing over her nipples until they hardened into peaks. Isabella gasped, her own hands flying to his belt.

They worked in tandem, urgency building with each piece of clothing that fell away. Until they were both bare, standing in the flickering light of Isabella’s office.

Liam took a step back, drinking in the sight of her. His gaze was hot, appreciative, leaving trails of heat in its wake. Isabella felt powerful under his scrutiny, confident in her nakedness.

"Fuck, Isabella," Liam breathed. "You’re perfect."

She smirked, crooking a finger at him. "Come here."

He did, closing the distance between them. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body flush against his. They both groaned at the contact, the feeling of skin on skin igniting something primal.

Liam’s hand slid down her back, cupping her ass and lifting her. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his waist. The new angle had his hard cock nestled against her pussy, and they both stilled at the sensation.

Slowly, carefully, Liam started to rock against her. The friction was maddening, delicious. Isabella rolled her hips to meet him, chasing the pleasure building at her core.

Liam kissed her again, deep and filthy. It was all tongues and teeth and desperation. She could taste herself on him, a hint of salt and musk that only heightened her arousal.

One of Liam’s hands slid between their bodies, finding her dripping wet cunt. He stroked her, circling her clit with expert precision. Isabella bucked against him, a low moan escaping her lips.

"That’s it," Liam murmured against her mouth. "Let me hear you."

She couldn’t help but obey, surrendering to the sensations he created. His fingers delved deeper, plunging into her tight heat. She clenched around him, craving more.

As if sensing her need, Liam shifted, lowering her onto the edge of her desk. The cold wood against her skin was a shock, but it paled in comparison to the heat radiating from Liam’s body.

He settled between her thighs, his thick cock prodding at her entrance. Isabella gripped his shoulders, tilting her hips to take him in.

Liam pushed forward slowly, inch by delicious inch. They both groaned as he filled her, the stretch exquisite and perfect. He paused when he was fully seated, giving her a moment to adjust.

She met his gaze, blue eyes locking with brown. There was a wealth of emotion in that look—a quiet understanding that this was more than just sex.

With a nod of consent, Liam started to move. He withdrew slowly before thrusting back in. They both gasped at the sensation, their bodies moving together like they were made for this.

Isabella rolled her hips to meet his thrusts, the desk creaking beneath them. Liam’s hands found hers, lacing their fingers together as he built a steady rhythm.

The pace was slow, deliberate—a sensual dance that set every nerve ending alight. Isabella felt herself climbing higher, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge.

Liam angled his hips, hitting a spot inside her that had her seeing stars. "Oh God," she gasped, back arching off the desk.

"That’s it," Liam encouraged, maintaining the angle. "Let go."

His words were all she needed. With a cry, Isabella tumbled over the edge, wave after wave of pleasure crashing through her. Distantly, she felt Liam follow, his body shuddering as he found his own release.

They collapsed together on the desk, limbs entwined and breathing ragged. The rain continued to batter the windows, a soothing backdrop to their intimacy.

Isabella felt a sense of release, as if the weight of her long-held frustrations had finally lifted. She turned her head, meeting Liam’s gaze.

"Take me home," she murmured. "I don’t want to be alone tonight."

Liam nodded, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "Whatever you need."

’I guess my plan is working well’

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