Lustful Hearts
Chapter 35: Dесеіt- P2

He brushed away the tear from my cheek and held me close. He wrapped his arms around me, and his lips gently kissed my hair. I was totally overwhelmed by his words, but it didn't explain the rejection only moments before.

I pulled away staring up into his bright blue eyes. "But Joel, why did you stop? Last night was beyond perfect, I thought you would want to again."

I knew I wanted to.

He let out a loud exhale of air. "Of course I want to be with you again. Can you not feel it?" He pressed his large erection into me. I gasped, feeling how much he really needed me.

"Wow, that's impressive." I giggled, grinding softly into it.

He instantly frowned and moved away. "Izzy, we can't, you're sore. I'm not going to put you through any more pain. We need to wait."

By the torture inside his eyes, he was struggling too. "It would be totally worth it though," I said pouting. Last night had only made my desires deepen for him. I yearned to have that connection again, for our bodies to be locked tight around each other, lost in a complete state of bliss.

"When you're better I promise I'm going to make this up to you." He stroked my face and pressed his lips up against my forehead.

"You'd better," I warned.

He smiled at my look of annoyance. "Izzy, I'm going to show you just how good it can be. I will drive your body wild and make you scream my name over and over."

I clenched with excitement, quickly moaning with the dull ache. "Please Joel, I need you so much." I grabbed his hand, pushing it down inside my jeans, so he could really feel how turned on I was.

He gasped when his fingers brushed against the damp satin, his eyes instantly darkened with lust. "Do you want me to make you feel better, baby?"

"Oh god, yes." I began panting, my mind racing, desire filling every single pore of my body.

His strong, firm hands gripped me tight, and he lifted me up, pressing me tight against him. My legs instantly wrapped around his beautiful, muscular body. His lips locked against mine, and he carried me across the kitchen, gently placing me down onto the edge of the table.

His hands quickly removed the barrier between his lips and my skin, dropping my T-shirt down to the floor. He placed soft, sweet kisses down my neck to my breasts, his touch sending me over the edge as his fingers deftly unbuttoned my jeans.

My body dropped down to rest against the cool, hard wood. I raised my hips feeling his warm fingers graze against my skin. He dragged down the material so painfully slow, placing kisses down the insides of my thighs.

Once they were removed, I felt my cheeks burn a little. I was left with just a small slither of satin to conceal my modesty.

A soft moan left me when he started pressing feather light kisses along my stomach, working his way down. His warm, soft fingertips slid along my skin, gently gliding my knickers down my legs.

He let out a low growl in his throat when I opened my legs wider, my feet now resting on the edge of the table. His eyes filled with desire as he rolled his tongue over his lower lip in anticipation. He looked like he was about to devour me whole.

I clenched with excitement.

I closed my eyes, panting with anticipation, urgently needing the release I knew his mouth would provide. I groaned when his lips brushed against my clit, then arched my back as his tongue began to work me. My fingers instantly grabbed his hair, locking him in place.

I never wanted him to stop.

"Oh god, Joel-yeah that's what I need, just there-oh god, yeah."

I felt his hand slide up my stomach as his fingers relentlessly rolled and teased my nipple, the sensation only heightening my pleasure.

"You enjoying this, baby?" He chuckled, already knowing his answer.

"Don't stop please don't stop." I pushed his head back on me, so I could continue to focus on the deep pleasure he was instilling inside. My other hand grabbed the edge of the table, gripping it for support as climbed ever nearer towards my orgasm.

"Let me hear you, baby, you know what it does to me."

"Oh god, I'm close... so close, I can't "I arched my back, the orgasm ripping through me, taking with it ever single piece of air from my lungs. I whimpered slightly coming down from my high as his tongue continued to tease my already sensitive clit.

I somehow managed to drag some air back into my body, eventually unlocking my fingers from around the wood. I was almost certain I'd left indentations.

"How was that?" He grinned, leaning over to kiss my belly button, his tongue leisurely circling inside it.

"I think I'm seeing stars at the moment."

I literally was.

He chuckled at my face, pulling me back up. "Did that manage to persuade you how much I want you?"

"I don't know. I might need reminding over and over again."

A large smile crossed his face. "I think I can manage that." He gently ran his nose along mine, my eyes fluttered shut enjoying the sensation. Every single part of my body slowly began to unwind. I leisurely came down from my high before remembering he had needs of his own.

"What about you? Do you need some relief?" I slipped my hand past the cotton material, placing it on the base of his erection and squeezed it ever so slightly.

I heard the air leave his lungs when my hand began to move. He regulated his breathing to match the strokes. He closed his eyes, and his body leaned into mine. His breathing switched the moment I started building up to rapid strokes.

He was hard as rock but the velvety skin felt good gripped inside my hand. I loved being in control of his pleasure, watching the intense look on his face when he lost all self-control right in front of me.

His breathing became more erratic, and he pressed his forehead against mine. His eyes remained closed, concentrating solely on the movement of my hand.

His breath tickled my face as he panted. "Izzy-oh don't stop-please." I was pushing him closer to the point of release.

God, he looked so sexy.

My mouth sought out his, and his hands gripped my thighs in preparation of his impending release. The moans grew louder as I brought him further and further over the edge, until he came all over my hand. I slowed down, milking the last few drops before feeling him go limp.

He broke away from my mouth, panting once again. "Izzy, what are you doing to me?" His eyes searched mine for answers. I smiled loving the power I had over him.

"I love to watch you come undone too, Joel. It's so sexy watching you fall apart in front of me, knowing I'm the one doing that to you."

"Only you can do that to me, Iz. Your touch alone just drives me crazy." He wiped my hand, gently cleaning it before kissing each of my fingertips, his teeth nibbling against my skin.

My eyes stared longingly into his. "The way you look at me drives me crazy." I nearly had an orgasm myself, watching him fall over the edge. The intensity in his eyes in the final moments sent shivers throughout my body.

His breath hitched slightly at my words. "Izzy, you never cease to amaze me." His mouth quickly found mine. I pulled his body tight against me. He twitched again and I smiled, enjoying his body beginning to stir again. "I think we both need to calm down. Let's take a shower," he said moving away.

I grinned waggling my eyebrows suggestively. "Shower sounds good."

"To get us clean, Izzy, nothing else." He chuckled when I made a face no longer interested, but he didn't give me chance to think. He lifted me up in his arms and carried me towards the bathroom. "You know I think you have a taste for all this now, don't you?" he asked, nuzzling my ear.

"Well it's your fault, you shouldn't be so good at it."

He grinned, placing me down. He took off his apron, so my eyes could roam over that lean, hard body as he switched on the shower. "Well, I got to keep my girl satisfied."

He gave me a wink and grabbed my hand, yanking me forward. Then he pressed a hard kiss against my lips before pushing me into the shower.☐☐☐