The Phantom's Game | 18+

Chapter 16

Sexual content ahead!

The pair barged into Isadora's bedroom, their hands and lips all over each other while Vincent pushed her down to the bed and Isadora landed on her back with a soft thud. They continued making out, their breaths labored and heavy due to the intensity of the kiss. They both gradually undressed each other, and it was becoming difficult to stop themselves once they were in such proximity to one another.

Their kisses grew sloppy, and they started grinding their hips against each other, desperately wanting to continue. Vincent trailed his lips down to her collarbone from her lips, fingers meddling with the clasp of the bra, and slipped it off her chest. His mouth wandered from the collarbone to the top of her breasts, where he sucked on one of her nipples as his other hand traced down the sides of her waist, causing the brunette to utter a soft moan. She arched her back instinctively at the pleasure that was spreading through her body when his other hand slipped into her lacy underwear, caressing the soft flesh between her legs.

Her body ached for him, she craved him, and she needed him desperately.

His touch was gentle, gentle enough that it was almost soothing. It sent electricity coursing through her bloodstream. He gently massaged her clit with his fingertips, his thumb pressing lightly against it in circles, while he teased her opening with his index and middle finger. With her hands tangled in his hair, he was able to access every nook and cranny, leaving trails of fire wherever his fingers touched.

He didn't give her any warning as his fingers slipped into her entrance, causing the woman to whimper quietly at the intrusion. His lips returned to her breast, suckling harshly upon it while his tongue flickered against her sensitive nipple, which caused her to let out a quiet moan. Her movements became erratic as his expert fingers worked the knot of her sex slowly and surely, making her arch her back further in pleasure.

She moved her legs up in the air, her knees touching his chest as she moaned loudly, unable to contain herself.

The sound of her delicate whimpers echoed off the chestnut-painted walls, surrounding the pair in an intimate embrace. Slender digits weaved themselves through the man's dark locks, tugging at it lightly as Isadora debauched herself in pleasure's warmth.

"Vincent..." The brunette uttered his name out like a prayer, getting lost in a sea of grunts and moans.

Vincent continued his gentle onslaught on her sensitive flesh, curling his fingers while his pace quickened and pressed his lips against the woman's and whispered, "Cum for me."

The sound of her moans increased in volume as the burning sensation within her body intensified. It was only a matter of time before she exploded. When the explosion did come, it was a strong, powerful force that sent waves of bliss washing through her entire being. Her body shuddered violently while her back arched, her breath ragged as her body convulsed.

He growled in her ear, his rough, calloused hands grasping her by the waist and lifting her up to get between her sculpted legs.

His gaze never left her heated orbs as he stared deep into them, causing a soft gasp to leave her lips. Before she even realized what he was doing, he had already slid himself inside of her, stretching her wide open to allow him full entry. A loud cry left the woman's lips as her fingers in his hair clenched tightly into strands of his locks. As he began thrusting himself deeper and harder inside her, she gave in to the euphoria.

The surrounding room faded away as they moved together, their tongues entwining passionately as their hands roamed freely over one another's bodies, exploring and enjoying their connection and sensations at the same time. The sounds they made mingled in sweet harmony.

Isadora had never known something could be quite so wonderful as this moment. Sure, she may have had sex with various men, but none of them compared to Vincent.

'God, you're pretty huge...' She spoke her thoughts out loud.

She couldn't help herself from blushing brightly while watching him intensely after speaking the thought without thinking. His lips curled upwards and a soft, low chuckle fell from them.

Vincent simply smirked at her compliment, thrusting and slamming his hips against hers as it fuelled his lust for her, "You like this, Isadora? You like it when I fuck you?" His voice was laced with raw desire, and Isadora could feel her cheeks growing hotter with every word.

She nodded almost frantically, "Yes... don't you dare stop, Vincent."

"Good." He growled in response, tightening his hold around her waist possessively. Then, he slammed into her again, causing Isadora to scream and grip onto his shoulders tightly. "I'm not stopping 'til your legs give out."

"Oh, God! Please, Vincent..." She pleaded in between cries. She felt a little helpless and powerless, begging for her desires to be fulfilled.

He smirked victoriously at her reaction and began moving his hips in a steady rhythm, driving them both toward their climaxes, "Hold onto me, this may get a little rough."

When he heard those words, Isadora didn't waste time responding as she grabbed hold of his shoulder blades and buried her nails into his skin, earning her another satisfied chuckle from him.

With that, he sped up the tempo, increasing the speed and pressure as her body shivered and shook underneath his. The feeling of him thrusting into her repeatedly was sending bolts of electricity through her veins and setting her nerves ablaze. She clutched his shoulders tighter and threw her head back, releasing another string of pleasured gasps. Her heart pounded faster than ever as she felt the heat building up inside of her stomach until her orgasm washed over her.

"Fuck!"

Her eyes rolled back into her skull as she let out the most earth-shattering, high-pitched moan imaginable.

They came down from their highs after several minutes, him still buried deep within her. After a minute or two, Vincent pulled out of her and then collapsed next to her, his body spent and exhausted. Both of them tried to catch their breath, trying to regain composure after the intense sexual activity they just had. Their breaths were rapid, their chests rising and falling rapidly, sweat dripping down their faces and their bodies.