Scarred Beauty

Isaac pulled the sash of her coat apart pushing it from her shoulders. When the coat fell to the floor, he gripped the bottom of her dress and pulled it up and over her head. She stood in her bra and panties. The bra had a front clasp. Pressing kisses against her mouth, he flicked the front of her clasp. Her br**sts spilled into his waiting hands.

She moaned as he kissed down her neck and to her ni**les. His hands tore at the fabric of her panties. She felt them pull against her butt seconds before the sound of tearing. Without any waiting, he lifted her up in his arms, her back pressed against the door. He opened her legs forcing her to wrap them around his waist.

Isaac ran his fingers through her slit, released a growl and then sank his hard shaft inside her.

Noelle cried out from the sudden invasion of his cock.  He was thicker from the angle as he pinned her against the door.

He bit her ni**les as he thrust his c**k inside her cunt. Both of his hands held her ass as she was repeatedly pushed against the door. She heard someone walk past and knock on the door. Isaac didn’t stop. He kept up his rhythm. All she could do was hold on as he f**ked her without any words. Her ni**les were tender as he nipped them between his teeth. She cried out as the pleasure went straight to her clit.

Something was different about him. She sensed an extreme need within him as if he had no control over what he was doing.

He kissed her lips then sucked on her neck, his cry of pleasure and the kick of his c**k letting her know he’d come. She held onto him, afraid in case he dropped her.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“Why?”

“Because I didn’t bring you pleasure. I wasn’t thinking about you.”

“It’s okay to have selfish moments,” she said running her fingers through his hair.

“I don’t want to be selfish with you.”

Licking her lips, she thought about what he meant. “We all deserve some time to ourselves, Isaac. Even you.”

“In every aspect of my life I’m selfish. I get what I want and don’t care about the consequences. With you, I want to be different. I want to be a better man.”

He carried her over to the bed and wrapped her in his arms. Noelle was confused. He spent his entire life assisting women. As an escort he was paid to be there. She refused to bring up his working life. She didn’t want it to get between them.

He caressed her body as she lay in his arms. She watched his hand move up and down her body. When he rested his palm on her stomach she took a deep breath trying to suck all of her stomach in.

“Don’t do that. I love your body.”

“I’m not skinny,” she said.

“I know, and that is what makes you perfect.”

She sensed something was wrong with him, and it made her uncomfortable that he wasn’t telling her the problem. Noelle stopped his hand from moving by placing her own over his. “Tell me what is on your mind.”

“I don’t know what you mean,” he said.

“Tell me, Isaac.”

He pulled away, releasing a sigh while he did. She sat up on the bed taking a pillow to cover her nakedness.

“I’ve got to leave for a week or so, and I won’t be able to make our visits,” he said.

“Is it something I’ve done or said? I could take it back.” She instantly thought he wanted to get away from her.

“Nothing you do could ever send me away.” He cupped her cheek and stroked her scar. The touch which had made her nervous had turned into more of a comfort to her now. “I’ve got business to attend to. I’ll call you when I get back.”

She nodded her head, relieved his trip had nothing to do with her. “Do you need to leave tonight?”

“No. I’m spending the night here with you. You’re not leaving me tonight,” he said.

“Okay.” She answered him even though it hadn’t been a question but an order.

“Good.” He pulled her closer and kissed her. She melted to him instantly, responding to the heat of his kiss. Isaac took control. He lay back against the pillows and brought her over his thighs. They kissed with her on top. Noelle felt his c**k thicken as she sat across from him, his seed leaking out of her pu**y onto his lap. She moaned. She hadn’t thought about protection before. Could she have children? Putting the panic from her mind she took his lips. If Isaac wasn’t concerned then she wouldn’t let it bother her.

“I want you to take me like this with you on top,” he said.

“I don’t know if I can do that.”

“Yes, you can. I want it.” He helped to lift her off his lap as he gripped the base of his shaft. She looked down and watched as he slid the weeping tip through her juices. She hadn’t found a release last time, but she was wet from his attention.

“Tilt your hips, and let me get my c**k inside you.” Noelle did as he instructed and gasped as she slid down his length. From this position she felt as if he was in her stomach. The depth shocked her. She held onto his waist as he moved his hands to her hips. “I’m almost in. Just a little more.”

“You’re too big.”

“You took all of me last night. I just feel bigger because you’re on top. You’re in control, Elle. Take me.” He guided her down the last few inches. She cried out. “I’m in. Do you feel me in here?” He pressed a hand to her stomach above her pelvis. The press of his fingers intensified the feeling of him.

She stayed still, not moving to get herself used to being on top. From the position with her hands, he pressed her br**sts together. Isaac cupped her tits in his hands and thumbed her ni**les.

“Move when you’re ready. I’m your slave.”

Noelle liked the sound of that. Very slowly, she thrust her pelvis. He kicked inside her. Both of them cried out at their combined pleasure. Lifting up off him she moved back down on his shaft to get used to the feel of him. Isaac stared at her and waited for her.

“Come on, baby, take me. I’m yours.”

She found a pace which started out slow. The bliss from his hands on her body and the pleasure she found from being on top and  in control were more than she could stand.  Flinging her head back she f**ked him.

“That’s it. Take your pleasure. Use me,” he said.

In his arms she felt like a woman. Nothing could take away the experience she had with him.

“Touch yourself,” he said.

“You touch me.”

She wanted his hands on her body.

“Are you ordering me?” he asked with a smile.