Taming My Sugar Mommy
Chapter 84: incredible(r18)

Chapter 84: incredible(r18)

Isabella smiled, a slow, wicked curve of her lips. "You want some, don’t you?"

Liam’s breath caught, his eyes darkening with desire. "You know I do."

She reached down, her hand palming his length through his jeans. He groaned, his hips bucking into her touch.

"Then take off your pants," she said, her voice low and husky. "I want to taste you."

He didn’t hesitate, shoving his jeans and boxers down in one swift motion. His cock sprang free, hard and aching for her touch.

She wrapped her hand around him, her fingers barely touching as she stroked him from base to tip. He cursed, his head falling back against the pillow.

She leaned down, her tongue flicking out to taste the bead of pre-cum at the tip of his cock. He groaned, his hands fisting in the sheets.

She took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock. She swirled her tongue around him, tasting every inch of him.

He thrust into her mouth, unable to hold back. She took him deeper, her throat relaxing around him.

She bobbed her head, her hand stroking what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. She used her saliva, slicking up his shaft and using it to massage him with her hand.

He was lost in sensation, his eyes rolling back in his head. He could feel the pleasure building, the tension in his body coiling tighter and tighter.

But he didn’t want to come yet. He wanted to prolong this, wanted to make it last as long as possible.

He pulled her off him, his hands gripping her shoulders. She looked up at him, her lips swollen and her eyes glazed with desire.

"Get on top of me," he said, his voice rough with need. "I want to watch you ride me."

She didn’t need to be told twice. She straddled him, positioning herself over his cock. She was so wet, so ready for him.

She sank down on him, taking him inch by inch. They both moaned at the sensation, the feeling of being so perfectly connected.

She started to move, her hips rolling in slow circles. He gripped her hips, guiding her movements, helping her set a rhythm.

She picked up speed, bouncing on his cock with wild abandon. The room was filled with the sounds of their moans and the slap of skin against skin.

He could feel her getting tighter, her walls clenching around him as she got closer to her orgasm. He thrust up into her, meeting her movements stroke for stroke.

"Fuck," he groaned, his eyes squeezing shut as the pleasure overwhelmed him. "Ohh shit."

She leaned down, her teeth grazing his ear. "Come inside me," she whispered, her voice low and dirty. "Fill me up."

That was all it took. He came with a loud cry, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his seed. She continued to ride him, drawing out his orgasm until he was boneless beneath her.

They lay there for a moment, both panting and covered in sweat. Then she slid off him, a satisfied smirk on her face.

"That was just the first round," she said, her voice low and teasing. "Ready for another round."

He laughed, pulling her close and kissing her deeply. "I can’t wait."

They lay there for a while longer, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. But eventually, they needed to get cleaned up.

Isabella stood, stretching languidly. "Come on," she said, holding out her hand. "Let’s take this to the bathroom."

He took her hand, letting her lead him to the en suite bathroom. She turned on the shower, the water hot and steamy.

They stepped inside, the water washing away the evidence of their lovemaking. But it also stoked the flames again, the feel of their wet skin sliding against each other too tempting to resist.

Liam turned her around, pressing her against the cool tiles of the shower wall. She gasped, arching into his touch.

"Bend over," he said, his voice low and commanding. "I’m going to take you from behind."

She complied, bending at the waist and bracing herself against the wall. He ran his hands over her ass, squeezing the firm globes before positioning himself at her entrance.

He entered her in one smooth thrust, burying himself to the hilt. She cried out, pushing back against him.

He set a hard pace, pounding into her with wild abandon. The sound of the shower was drowned out by their moans and the slap of skin against skin.

He could feel her getting tighter, her walls clenching around him as she got closer to another orgasm. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing in tight circles.

"Come for me," he growled, his teeth grazing her shoulder. "Let me feel you come on my cock."

She did, with a loud cry that echoed off the bathroom walls. Her body shook with the force of her orgasm, her walls clamping down around him like a vice.

He came with a hoarse shout, spilling into her for the second time that night. They stayed like that for a moment, both boneless and spent.

Then he pulled out, turning her around and kissing her deeply. "That was amazing," he said, his voice low and satisfied.

She smiled, leaning into his touch. "It was indeed."

They finished up in the shower, washing each other’s backs and sneaking in a few more kisses before finally shutting off the water.

After their intense shower sex, Liam and Isabella make their way back to the bedroom, their bodies still slick with water and traces of sweat from their lovemaking. The air is thick with the scent of sex and the echoes of their passionate moans.

Isabella climbs onto the bed first, crawling towards the pillows on all fours. Her movements are languid, almost predatory, as she looks back at Liam over her shoulder with a sultry gaze. "Join me," she purrs, her voice low and husky.

Liam doesn’t hesitate, quickly shedding the towel around his waist and joining her on the bed. He moves behind her, his hands caressing the curves of her hips and ass. "What did you have in mind, beautiful?" he asks, his own voice rough with desire.

She glances back at him again, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "I want you to fuck me again," she says simply. "I want you to make me scream your name until I’m hoarse."

Liam groans at her words, his cock already hardening at the thought. He leans down, pressing hot kisses along her spine as his hands continue to explore her body. He cups her breasts, feeling her nipples stiffen against his palms.

Isabella arches into his touch, a low moan escaping her lips. "Mmm, yes," she breathes. "Don’t stop."

He continues his assault on her senses, his mouth moving lower as his hands slide down her stomach. He kisses along her hip bones, dipping his tongue into her navel before moving even lower.

He settles between her thighs, pushing them apart to make room for himself. He can see her wetness glistening in the low light, a testament to her arousal.

"Look at you," he murmurs, running a finger through her folds. "So wet and ready for me."

Isabella whimpers, her hips rolling against his hand. "Please," she begs, her voice strained with need. "I want more."

Liam obliges, positioning himself at her entrance. He teases her with the head of his cock, rubbing it against her clit before slowly pushing inside.

They both groan at the sensation, their bodies fitting together like two puzzle pieces. He starts to move, his thrusts slow and deep as he savors the feeling of being inside her.

Isabella meets him thrust for thrust, pushing back against him as she chases her pleasure. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, punctuated by their moans and cries.

Liam leans over her, his chest pressed against her back as he continues to move inside her. He reaches around, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing in tight circles.

" Like this ,dear," he growls in her ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of her neck. "I want to feel you come on my cock."

Isabella cries out, her body tensing as her orgasm approaches. She’s so close, her walls fluttering around him as he pounds into her.

With a few more well-placed thrusts and a pinch to her clit, Isabella comes undone. She screams Liam’s name, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm as she clenches around him.

Liam follows soon after, spilling inside her with a hoarse shout of her name. They stay like that for a moment, both panting and trying to catch their breath.

Finally, Liam pulls out and collapses beside her on the bed. Isabella rolls over, snuggling into his chest as he wraps his arms around her.

"That was incredible," she murmurs, pressing a kiss to his chest.

Liam smiles, running his fingers through her hair. "You’re incredible," he says softly.

They lay like that for a while, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. But eventually, exhaustion starts to set in.

Isabella yawns, burying her face in Liam’s chest. "I’m so tired," she mumbles. "But I don’t want this moment to end."

Liam kisses the top of her head, holding her closer. "It doesn’t have to," he assures her. "We can stay like this forever."

She smiles at that, her eyes already starting to flutter closed. "Forever sounds good to me," she whispers before drifting off to sleep.

Liam watches her for a moment, marveling at how beautiful she looks in the soft moonlight streaming through the window. He feels a sense of contentment wash over him, a feeling of completeness that he’s never experienced before.

With a final kiss to her forehead, Liam closes his own eyes and follows Isabella into dreamland, looking forward to a future where they can be together like this always..