Chapter 47: Wish I Could Feel You - Isolde

She kisses me with fierce abandon that I eagerly return, “You want me just as much as I want you, I can feel it,” she says with desire as her hands massage my breasts, “Tell me you want me,” she orders, squeezing my breasts possessively.

“Mmm I want you,” I moan as my body bucks under hers.

“Tell me you need me,” she orders fiercely, pushing my breasts together and sucking both nipples into her mouth, her tongue gliding across them exquisitely.

“I need you! I need you more than I’ve ever needed anything!” I yell, no longer in control of my words or actions, “Please fuck me,” I beg. For the love of the Gods, who has she turned me into?

“I will never get tired of hearing that,” she breathes, getting up and moving off the bed.

I’m a panting mess, but my eyes don’t leave her. She’s too far away and even though I can’t touch her, I want her back next to me. Instead, I watch as she slips off her soaking-wet thong and tosses it. My needy eyes watch her pick up the double-penetrating str