Isabella: Fuck Me

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This is last warning, but in this chapter you find a smut.
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I was in the kitchen, calmly cutting fruits for a salad, trying to forget about yesterday.

I heard Lorenzo enter. His presence was unmistakable, and I felt him move closer, like a predator stalking its prey.

"Getting some early morning exercise?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "Or are you just trying to tease me?"

Hell nah, I forgot that I was still wearing sport bra and kind of short shorts.

Without waiting for an answer, he stepped forward, pulling me into his arms. His hands roamed over my body as he pressed himself against me.

I giggled softly, pressing myself against him. "Good morning handsome." I kissed his cheek.

"I was going to make myself breakfast, and no, it's only for me, last time you ate almost whole bowl of my made fruit salad."

I already knew what he was gonna ask, he asks everytime same question when I am making fruit salad, I think that he is obsessed with my made fruit salad.

Lorenzo chuckled, nuzzling into my neck as he felt my giggle against him. "Oh? Well then maybe I should eat something else today," he suggested playfully.

"But first," he continued, pulling back slightly to look into my eyes. "How about we start the day with a proper good morning kiss?"

With that said, Lorenzo leans down and captures my lips in a passionate kiss.

With him, my first reaction was to kiss him back immediately.

Lorenzo deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding past my lips to explore the warmth of my mouth. One hand moves down to cup my ass, squeezing it firmly as he pulls me closer against him.

"God, I love this view," he murmurs against my lips once they break apart. "But right now...all I can think about is getting you back into bed."

His hand trails down from my ass to slide under the hem of my shorts, teasing the bare skin there.

I looked up at him, blushing softly. "Then go ahead, Daddy." I whispered.

He lifted me up, carrying me back to our room.

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He threw me on the bed, crawling over me.

I looked up at him, my breath hitching as he leaned down, kissing me again.

He tasted so good, so masculine and perfect.

His hands were everywhere, on my breasts, down my sides, on my thighs.

Everywhere he touched, he ignited a fire.

He broke the kiss, kissing down my jawline, to my neck, sucking and nibbling on my skin.

My hands were running through his hair, gripping onto him, not wanting to let go.

Lorenzo's hands continue to roam over my body, tracing every curve and soft spot. He takes his time exploring me, worshipping me with his touch.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured against my skin, pressing hot kisses along my collarbone. "I never get tired of touching you."

His lips trail lower, reaching the swell of my breasts.

He pauses there briefly before pulling down the strap of my sports bra, exposing one of my breasts fully.

Without hesitation, he takes it into his mouth, sucking on the nipple gently. His hand moves to fondle the other breast, giving it equal attention.

Lorenzo continued to lavish attention on my breasts, suckling and licking them until they're both hard and aching from his ministrations.

He releases them with a wet 'pop', trailing kisses down my stomach as he moves lower.

Reaching the waistband of my shorts, he pulls away just long enough to strip them off along with my panties. Then he's back between my legs, his gaze darkening as he looks up at me.

"I want you to watch me," he says huskily, "because I plan on making you scream my name again."

And with that promise hanging in the air, Loremzo dives back in, using his tongue skillfully on my sensitive clit while one hand teases my entrance.

As he licked and sucked on my clit, my head fell back, my back arching. "D-Daddy!" I moaned loudly, my nails digging into the sheets.

I watched him intently, my eyes wide as he pleasured me with his mouth.

My heart was pounding, my breathing ragged as pleasure coursed through me.

I wanted him inside me already.

He knows exactly what I need.

"Are you ready for me?" he asked, pulling back momentarily to glance up at me. "Because I don't think I can hold back much longer."

I nodded, but as he was ready to push in, I reminded him, "A condom?"

Lorenzo freezed, his eyes flickering with surprise. He'd been so caught up in the moment that he hadn't thought about protection- probably.

"Oh...right," he muttered, reaching over to grab a condom from the nightstand. "Sorry baby, I got carried away."

After quickly sheathing himself, he positions himself at my entrance once more.

Loremzo slowly pushed into me, groaning at the feeling of my warm, wet pussy enveloping him. He takes his time, letting me adjust to his size before beginning to thrust in earnest.

Trust me, taking 11 inches long dick isn't easy one.

"Fuck..." He grunted out, bracing himself above me as he sets a steady pace. "You feel too damn good..."

His hands move to grip my hips tightly, guiding my movements as he pounds into me relentlessly.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into me. My nails dug into his back, scratching lightly.

"D-Daddy!" I cried out, my voice echoing throughout the room.

Loremzo grunted in response, his thrusts becoming even more erratic as he feels my nails dig into his back probably.

"That's it baby," he growled, "Let me hear you scream."

With renewed vigor, he pistons in and out of me, driving me towards another orgasm.

As he pounded into me, my walls clenched around him. "Daddy! I'm close!" I cried out.

I could feel my climax building, my toes curling, my chest heaving.

Loremzo grined wickedly at my words, picking up the pace even more.

"Almost there baby," he commanded.

His thrusts become harsh and unrelenting as he chases after his own release.

Loremzo's dick throbed violently inside me as he reaches his peak. As I came, he filled the condom with hot spurts of seed. He rides out his orgasm, panting heavily as he tries to regain control over his trembling limbs.

"That's it baby," he murmurs, collapsing atop me. "That's how I like to start my day...with you screaming my name."

"Now go clean up yourself and get ready, I will go finish your started breakfast." He said as he kissed my forehead before getting up and leaving.

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I just released that this has became more like usual mafia romance, since I haven't checked these 'Daddy's rules' for long time now.

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