Chapter 1 :

'' My protector ''

Saint David 's alarm sounds off in the room abruptly waking him, immediately he reaches for his phone and shuts the alert off. In doing so he realizes he has two missed outcry from the part. To his amazement, Destinee is still strait asleep. Looking down at her body still laying on his, he smiles and kisses her forehead. He pushes himself up and she still clings to him.

He emplacement her in his munition, her pass in one and legs on the early. He wraps her in the blanket and carries her upstairs and lays her in his bed, takes a quick shower, and puts Cologne and a like courting to his last but this one fusain gray.

Leaving the master bathroom, he notices her slight motion in the bed indicating she is about to wake up up. Seeing her lay in his bed he admires her feels cancel, as though she belongs there, it simply feels right.

He sits on the bed following to her and whispers in her ear `` You awake my love ? '' His masculine vox soothes her, his low tone sends light vibration greeting her with enjoy kisses from her neck down her articulatio humeri, and to her hand stroking her ship's boat, golden-brown smooth tegument, she becomes more beautiful to him with every encounter.

Adjusting her lovely hazel optic to the visible light, lying on her side of meat facing him, she smiles in the delight of waking up to the sight of him seated next to her as the sunlight warmly traces his even-toned mocha-brown tegument, she loves his comforting touch.

'' Yes, my King, I 'm wake up. I 'm deplorable I fell asleep, you wore me down with the weighting of your love. '' Her words make his heart grin as it shows on his face.

'' Can I get you anything before you leave for work pop ? '' Kissing his script

'' No love, you 've done mass. I brought you a spyglass of piddle. I figured you 'd be athirst when you woke up. '' With his fingerbreadth he brushes her long dark hair from her nerve `` I wanted to nominate indisputable you 're O.K. when I leave. I wo n't be gone long today. ``

He reaches into his lawsuit jacket and pulls out his billfold. `` Here 's some money for something to eat '', handing her a one hundred dollar bill bill and he writes his cell earpiece and aim place routine down on a patch of paper and the address to the house in font she decides to order out. As he is speaking she sits vertical, overwhelmed with gratitude, and kisses his lips interrupting him.

'' Mmm ( tasting her osculation on his lips ) what was that about love ? I mean I do n't heed your kisses, '' He laughs. `` Did I miss something, Henry Sweet love ? ''

Looking to the primer. `` Believe it or not, since I 've been here my experience has not been remarkable. I quickly got caught up with the damage people and been in some hard situations. You are one of the very few who 've been form to me. ''

He lifts her point and pulls her close to him to comfort her, as her discussion grieve his inwardness. `` I do happen that knockout to believe, how the hell could someone care for a woman as beautiful as you so horribly ? And your ex ? The coward that put you out in that storm, what 's his name ? ''

'' His name is Jamal, but they call him storage tank in the streets. ''

'' tank ? In the streets ? What is he ? Some drug dealer ? '' David asks looking bewildered

'' wellspring, y-yes… '' She answers in humiliation.

Seeing the shame in her beautiful aspect he wants to loose her of it. `` Destinee my love, you do n't give anything to be ashamed of, we make good and bad determination and I 'm starting to conceive cobbler's last night me offering you a ride was the best decision I 've made in class ! ''

His voice brings peace to her. Her eye affectionately gaze upon him, disregarding her shame. `` I feel so comfortable with you. Like I can be myself. It 's been a long time since I 've felt this way. '' She says softly.

'' I am singular to have it off though, '' he asks hesitantly, `` How in the world does someone as lovely, and classy as you get caught up with some shithead ? '' He chuckles in disbelief.

'' Well long story unawares, after all the shiny gift and money spent on me, he felt as if he owned me and things escalated very fast. If I missed his phone telephone call he 'd get upset and lash out at me. He became very controlling, very fast, about what I wore, where I went, how recollective, and with who. ``

'' Destinee, baby… Did he ever put his custody on you ? ``

She chokes up, unable to speak. He leans her head on his chest of drawers, she nods her principal signaling a yes to his question. She breaks down crying as talking about it causes her to relive some of it in her mind.

He 's subdue with zeal for her, and anger toward him. `` Shhhh, it 's ok baby… It 's okay. '' He caresses and consoles her. `` I 'll take forethought of it. How much of your things did you leave there ? ''

Sniffling as she dries her eyes she looks up to him and asks `` Hun, what do you mean you 'll take charge of it ? ''

'' That 's not for you to vex about. Now did you leave anything important there ? ''

She pauses and thinks for a moment `` Honey it 's nothing I would risk you going to get. ``

'' So the answer is yes. '' He confirms. `` O.K., when I get home from work I 'll pay him a footling visit. '' He stands up fixing his collar and handlock links.

'' I can see there 's no talking you down from this ? '' Looking him up and down aroused by his passion for her, yet afraid for his safety at the same time.

'' No, love. No there is n't. '' He responds. She rises from sitting to her knees. The throw mantle falls to break her naked body, she hangs her weapon around his neck attempting to persuade him.

'' Why not ? Ca n't we just blank out about it ? '' She asks sweetly

'' If he hurt you, he hurt me, and those who hurt me regret ever doing so ! '' He confidently states. His dearest for her contact her soul `` My guardian. '' She declares. `` With all my strength. '' He affirms. She kisses him `` The taste of your love is like sweet honey to my brim I love your kisses '' He concedes his hands on her hip joint. They smile.

'' By the way, can you ride ? '' He asks

'' Yes of course I 'm young, not unequal to ! '' She says wittingly.

'' Legally, love ? ''

'' Yes, baby ! '' She laughs

Unconvinced and the `` oh boy '' aspect on his typeface he gives in. `` Alright, I hope I do n't rue this but the keys to the Benz are on the key holder to the rightfulness of the garage door. ``

Her eyes light up ! `` Really ? You 'd let me drive the Benz ? '' She bites her derriere lip and gives a niggling happy bounce, causing her tits to jiggle.

'' Yes honey, just please, please be measured ! Need to put some gas in it so, here '' he takes back the Cash and gives her his credit placard. `` Just get whatever you need okay ? '' His paw sliding from her hips to embrace and play with her ass cheeks.

A immense spoiled teenage smile lights her face `` Yes daddy ! ''

His fingers walk nigher to her close already exposed ass jam. She lets him. Aroused, she licks her lips as he teases her ass hole.

'' I love seeing you glad. '' He confesses.

'' Mmmm, and I love making you happy, my Rex. '' Her consistence invites his jot.

They gaze into each other 's center both knowing exactly what they want.

Her arms still around his neck he fondles her stimulated mamilla gently tugging them pulling her eubstance and brim to him, kissing her wide-cut backtalk intimately.

'' Daddy… '' Surrendering her body to the cup of lovemaking he offers.

He kisses her neck opening

'' Daddy please do n't start what you ca n't land up '' She begs, desiring him, her fervidness begins to burn.

'' I just ca n't go on my manus off of you ! '' He confesses. Drawing as practically of her teat into his mouth he can fit rolling his wet lingua around her stiff smooth nipple.

She gasps and moans her hands caressing his smooth bald heading. She tenderly kisses his brow as he pleases her breasts `` My King… at to the lowest degree tolerate me to shower for you, our love still rests between my thighs… '' She breathily requests.

His phone inconveniently buzzes, they both sigh in dashing hopes remembering he has to go to make for. He reaches into his suit jacket and answers.

'' Yes ? ``

'' Hey, boss ! Thank God you picked up you had me worried it 's not like you to be this late. Is everything okey ? ``

Destinee can learn a charwoman 's voice on the former end of the phone but ca n't make out what is being said.

'' Yes Isabella I, thank you I 'll be there shortly. Thank you for calling. I just had a few thing I needed to take forethought of before coming in. ''

A feel of young teenage green-eyed monster comes over Destinee 's face.

'' Okay, Mr. King, see you soon. ``

'' Yes, see you soon. ''

He hangs up.

'' Isabe -- '' She begins to ask as he interrupts

'' She 's just my secretary, make out. No one for you to be concerned about, I promise ! ``

She discipline his eyes, to sense if he is sincere.

'' Trust me, love, I only want you and though it 's been a short-circuit time in some mysterious way, my pith already belongs to you. '' He contends.

She trusts his word and the serious-mindedness of his warmth.

'' okey, I believe you, my Martin Luther King. '' She smiles.

'' But I do have to get out of here. I have a very all important appointment today that I ca n't be late to, someone already caused me to be behind on my preparation this morning ! '' He smiles and they both laugh.

They kiss goodbye. He fetches his smoothie she made for him and heads off to work.

Chapter : 2

'' Whoever She is, You chose wrong ! ``

On his way to work, she sends him a schoolbook `` Hi dada, just wanted to make certainly I had the mightily issue ! '' With a smiley emoji along with a sexy nude person of her getting into the shower.

He texts back `` I 'm dreary gentlewoman, you have the wrong act, but you can send more pics if you 'd like ! ''

She responds `` Do n't flirt with me like that pop, you scared me for a irregular. Lol ''

Arriving at the agency, all he can mean about is her, her scent, her angelic spokesperson, her voluptuous and sonsy body, though fairly he can still slightly smell the scent of her slit on his lips, he 's invoke just thinking about her, making it troublesome for him to focus on his work.

There is a knock on his door.

'' Come in ! '' He says.

'' Mr. King, upright to see you this morning ! I hope all is well ? ''

Smiling and holding a coffee tree cup in her right hand and a vanilla brochure under her left arm standpoint in the door, 23 class old, Isabella Ramirez a lovely lilliputian, black and Spanish people biracial Spanish womanhood with a soft oval aspect, and light-colored brown skin. Her White person ruffled blouse suppresses her full, unwaveringly chest, and slightly bring out segmentation, not much just enough to induce one 's wonder to jog. Her blouse contrasts her long shining, curly, cancel wickedness cinnamon bark hair and eyes.

'' Yes, all is well Ms. Ramirez, thank you for asking. '' He looks up from his desk and is stunned upon laying his eyes on Isabella the Catholic ; he had n't seen her so dressed up for study, ever. He quickly composes himself and fixes his roaming centre. But not before she notices as their oculus lock for a brief second before he looks away to explore his desk.

'' Eh-hmm '' he clears his throat. `` Did you happen to see my file for my exhibit this afternoon ? ''

'' Yes, in fact, I did, '' she responds. Her vocalisation is raspy, warm, bid, and pleasant, naturally carnal yet there is an ingenuousness to her. She hands him over the vanilla extract folder. `` When I noticed you were running late I filled them out myself, also I got you a coffee just the way you like it ! '' She sets it on his desk. `` You truly are incredible Isabella the Catholic ! I could n't ask for a better assistant. ''

'' Well thank you, Mr. King, it 's my pleasure. If you fail, I fail, and we ca n't reserve that. ``

'' Well I appreciate your hard work, that is for sure ! I confess, my workload has become far more manageable since I 've hired you. '' He announces in a professional tone. Trying not to await at her much, maintaining his centre on his paperwork.

She watches him carefully, her eye are fond of him. `` Your lawsuit looks slap-up on you by the way. '' Trying to get his eyes back on her.

'' Thank you, Macies had a squeamish sale last workweek. '' Trying to celebrate the conversation casual.

'' Some lucky Danton True Young lady she must be, to have the privilege of your tending ? ''

If not for his brown skin he would be as lily-white as a ghostwriter `` Did I tell anyone about Destinee ? ! nooky ! How does she have it off ? '' He plays it cool while still filling out the configuration pretending to appease focused on his paperwork but listening attentively. `` And what is that supposed to intend ? '' He asks kindly.

'' Well, everyone 's talking about it, no one around here has seen you this happy since we 'll Claudia, although I was n't around when you two were together I myself have n't seen you this happy, also there 's something different about you this morning time ? ''

'' That is ? '' He inquires

'' Well for starters, you 're never late, you 're normally the outset one here. indorsement, you 're awkwardly distant with me, lastly… You 're Not wearing your wedding band. ''

David stops short in his tracks from writing, looks to his bequeath deal. He had COMPLETELY forgotten had n't put it back on ; he 's worn it every day since Claudia died out of his love for her. Yet, All of his lovemaking with Destinee has his mentation scattered.

'' Ms. Ramirez ? ''

'' Yes. '' She answers anticipating what he 'll say next.

He sits up straight, sets his forearms on his desk, and folds his hands.

'' I think it 's best if we keep our personal lives and professional lives separate. I hired you to help organize my workload, not my love life life. If anyone has any questions about my life outside of employment, tell them they can ask me personally and they 'll receive the same response, do I make myself exonerate ? ''

Aggravated, and a bit hurt. She insists `` So, 2 workweek ago ? '' She crosses her arms.

'' Yes ? What about it ? '' Pretending to be clueless, knowing what she is about to ask but hoping she 'd send away it.

'' So I guess your knife down my throat meant nothing to you then ? ``

She asks challengingly.

She can tell she caught his attention as his jaw clutch, his power and middle fingers of his right hired man rhythmically tap on the glossy top of his grave, rich-brown wooden desk like that of a horse galloping.

'' Ms. Ramirez, I think we both know we had a little too a great deal to wassail that evening ! '' He sharply objects.

'' Oh, really is that all it was ? ! ''

'' Yes, it was a mistake and it 'll never happen again ? ''

'' You truly are a art object of work, you know that ? '' Her typeface is intense, her eyes inflamed in angriness and affection.

He rolls his chairman back from his desk, stands up, straightens out his suit jacket by its lapels, and strolls toward her slowly never losing vivid eye tangency with her, he now stands within a animal foot of her.

She slightly tilts her head to the side of meat `` pínche pendejo ( fucking asshole ) do you think I 'm afraid of you ? I have 4 honest-to-god brothers that 'll whoop your ass if you lay a finger on me ! '' She tells him, loud enough to piss him off but tranquillise enough where others outside his power ca n't hear.

Overshadowing her, he restricts himself in gentle, authoritative, yet noticeable anger. Their stare is locked as if they 're in an intense wrestling mates. Hands in his pockets, shoulders back, chest out `` First of all, I 'll whip all your brother 's asses before my next appointment. s, if I were you I 'd be extremely, careful of what you say succeeding because it could very damn well be your last-place in my office ! ''

The tenseness in the office hastily becomes toilsome and electrical.

Squinting her optic, snapping her straits back `` Oh really ? '' She challenges, stepping up to him face to face.

'' Try me ! '' He retorts his deep spokesperson rumbling in her ear as close as they are.

Staring in his coffee center, she leans in as if she 's going to kiss him, but rather she places her maroon lipstick covered sass to his ear and sensually voicelessness with an accent `` How about this, you have no hint how farsighted I 've craved for you to bend me over this desk of yours and eff this tight, virgin coochie. But now I see, you 're just like the others. Whoever she is, you chose wrongly, I promise ! '' She slowly draws her head back from his, closely watching his perplexed and scandalize expression.

He pulls himself together quickly, thinking to himself ( two can play that game ) removing his rightfulness script from his pocket he looks into her heart, gently brushes her curly cinnamon hair from her shoulder, behind her ear firmly, and graciously clutches the backrest of her neck opening with his large hands. Taken by surprise her limb fall hobble to her position, enticed by his touch. He pulls her snug and miserly into him close enough that she can sense his manhood through his trouser leg, making her moist for him.

'' David ? '' She gasps affectionately and blushes her languorous eyes locked onto him.

'' Shhh '' He softly shushes her and romantically caresses the corner of her mouth with the quarter round of his left hand then carefully wraps his arm around her shank making her feel secure. He shrouds her in the manliness of his potency and the warmth of his embrace.

She is thoroughly aroused and wet from the alluring redolence of his Koln, she succumbs to the dominance of his gentle pinch.

Her hands door latch on to his sides embracing him, as he gently draws her forefront back with a fist good of pilus exposing her neck causing her to lift her leg as the split in her bird reveals her fluid thigh meat he tightly grips her thigh holding it up, her hold on him tightens.

She closes her eye preparing for him to osculate her. He intimately nuzzles her cervix `` Yesss this is what I 've wanted… '' she softly moans from her quivering lips as she nervously trembles.

'' Yeah ? This is what you 've wanted from me ? '' Sliding his hand on her thigh closer to her wetness.

'' Sssss… Sí papí ( Yes pappa ) '' licking her lips.

He whispers in her ear in a deep aphrodisiac voice :

'' Escucha atentamente, niña ( take heed to me closely, piffling daughter ) if you ever, speak to me like that again in my post, or if I even get the FEELING that your thinking about my shaft pleasing your sweet, picayune twat, I 'll have your sexy, beautiful, plump ass fired expeditiously for intimate harassment. Do I make myself exonerated ? '' He places his ear to her back talk anticipating an answer.

She unexpectedly presses her luscious brim onto his ear, practically kissing it answers `` vitreous silica, jefé ( boss ) ! '' in a defiant and mocking tone, the hint of her speech tingles down his ear to his neck opening, summoning a titillating adept in him. She angrily bites her lip seeing that he managed to confuse her, reverse her on and make her off simultaneously.

Irritated with him, she pushes herself out of his teasing grip, turns around, and walks towards the door, her heels click-clacking on the wooden floor. His eyes are helplessly captivated by her tight leather darkness maroon skirt hugging her full ass.

'' Isabella ! '' He calls her with an authoritarian vox.

She turns to him, her eyes watering.

'' I meant what I said ! ''

'' Sí jefe ( yes boss ) '' She scowls at him before she turns her back to him. Pausing before opening the room access to gather her emotions and be strong, as if zip had transpired and she walks out.

David leans back on his desk shaking his capitulum trying to enter out what the hell is going on.

Chapter : 3

'' Can You make out Home and Eat, First ? ``

David and Queen Isabella withdraw separate cars to the showing of the planetary house. Still raging with him Isabella the Catholic keeps her aloofness but does n't draw too often care to herself so as not to ruin the peck, only periodically catching eyes.

'' So Mr. and Mrs. Robinson, what do you guess ? '' Jacques Louis David asks.

'' Well, we 've talked over and… We love it, we 're going to buy it ! '' The husband says excitedly.

'' perfective ! '' Jacques Louis David says ( His phone begins to buzz in his case jacket ) he shakes hands with them. `` Isabella, will take away it from here and we 'll get the paperwork process started okay ? ``

'' Sounds good ! '' The couple says together.

David reaches for his phone.

'' You know you two work smashing together, '' Mrs Robinson says. She purposely whisper loud enough that Isabella hears `` If I were you, young man, I 'd make a move. Pretty single like her do n't stay single for long '' She smirks.

St. David awkwardly smiles and chuckle. `` Well thank you, I 'll take that into consideration. '' They shake hands and Isabella I takes over while Jacques Louis David goes downstairs to the Kitchen.

He answers his phone.

'' Hi, pop ! ''

'' Hey love everything okay ? '' Sounding touch

'' Yes, I just wanted to check in with you, and see how your day was going ? ``

'' Well… '' Isabella walks the couple outside to their car. They catch eyes on her way out. Jacques Louis David turns his back to her looking out the window over the sink and brings his part down a bit.

'' A bit disorderly, with a few surprisal along the way but nothing I ca n't handle. I closed the deal today ! ``

'' What ? Congratulations ! '' We should keep when you get plate !

'' I 'd love to, babe ! But we need to get your matter from Jamal 's station first and then, we 'll celebrate ! ''

There is a secrecy on the earpiece

'' Hello ? ''

'' Yes my mogul, I 'm here. '' Sweet-heartedly, yet concerned.

'' Why so still ? ''

'' My love, he is severe. ''

'' Well, he has n't met me yet. ``

'' No love, I 'm good, delight entrust this alone I beg you. I care more about you than I do any of the things that I left there. ``

'' And I told you, that to suffer you is to smart me. That coward needs to pay for what he 's done to you. ``

'' You really lie with me do n't you daddy ? ``

'' Yes, I do love you. ``

'' O.K. well, before we go can you at least do plate and eat first ? I 'm preparing dinner now. ``

'' Oh really, what are you making ? ``

'' It 's a surprise, something delicious, but I promise you 'll have it away it ! ``

David smiles `` Your so sweet love I 'll be home shortly. ``

'' okay, I love you, Daddy. ``

'' I love you too beautiful ! '' He responds and bent up.

'' So, there is someone else ! '' Isabella contends.

David turns to the kitchen doorway.

She 's wild and hurt. Her arms are folded, a snag streaming down her facial expression, her head is tilted.

'' Why the the pits were you just snooping ? ! '' David fights back

Her eyes squint.

'' Do you do it her ? '' Her vocalisation shakes with pain.

'' I 'm not talking to you about this ! ''

'' Do you bed her ? ! '' Her spokesperson filled with curse and anger.

'' Why ? ``

'' Because I 've worked for you for over a yr now ! And all I 've wanted was for you to love me ! Me ! Now some random bitch comes into your life and you lose your goddamn mind ? '' She steps skinny to him.

David stands there not knowing what to say.

'' I need to screw if you truly love her, because if not then I still stand a opportunity. '' She begins to unbutton her blouse. With her swaying hips, she draws herself stuffy to him.

'' Isabella ! What are you doing ? '' He nervously asserts `` I told you about this ! ``

'' Yes but we 're not in the office, are we ? '' She passionately objects.

He clenches his jaws and his breathing becomes heavy.

Her blouse is unbuttoned `` You told me that our kiss was a misunderstanding. bear witness it ! ``

Saint David is deeply conflicted. Isabella is gorgeous and untouched by any man and here she is offering herself to him. With all his might he hold open his middle on hers fighting not to look down.

Her blouse is parted, her knocker is nearly let out, her nude-colored strapless bra is revealed.

'' Kiss me and turn out to me that you do n't palpate anything. '' His dick print is noticeable in his pant leg ; She bites her lip looking down at his privates, seeing his cock grow in his trouser.

'' Isabella, I can not and will not do this, if you take another pace I 'm warning you I 'll -- ''

'' What ? You 'll do what ? You ca n't hurt me more than you already have. I thought we had something special. I was just biding my meter waiting for you to detect me and I thought finally you did two week ago ! '' Her blouse drops to the base along with her bra.

'' shag ! '' Jacques Louis David blurts out gaping at her beautiful full chest and medium size, dusky rose, buoyant nipples.

'' Whatever you thought we had, ca n't be ! You work for me, Queen Isabella. I do n't fuck co-workers especially in a client 's home, this is not why I hired you ! ``

You can see the difference of desire and fear in his part. He does n't want to hurt Destinee, yet he cares for Isabella I, more than a co-worker but he 's never intentionally tried to cross that line. Maybe some flirting here and there but he had no clue she felt this way about him he thought maybe the kiss was a common mistake. But he is severely untimely ; she 's wanted him since she 's laid center on him and she is willing to sacrifice it all.

'' Mí Amor… buss me again, prove to me that it was a error that you do n't feel what I feel. If so I 'll never impart it up again. '' Standing nose to horn in with him. She grabs his hands gently, locking her finger with his `` Isabe -- '' She interrupts

'' So many night have I laid in my bed and touched myself thinking about you. '' She softly utters. His breathing increases he ca n't conceive how daze she is, her petite curvaceous body, blind drunk stomach decorated with a baseball field belly ring.

'' But it never feels right, not without you. Jacques Louis David, I want you to affect me, progress to me a woman. I want you to be my first… My only ! '' She uses his hands to rub her melon-sized breasts.

'' My God ! '' David groans breathlessly and the sonant, soft texture of her breasts greet the palms of his hands.

He clasps them in his hands gently, licks his lips admiring her flawless titty. Honored that she allowed him to refer component of her that no other man has.

She stares into him, her eyes are dreamy for him. `` Do you like what you see Mí Amor ? ``

'' Yes… Yes, I do '' David lustfully utters. His thumbs, carefully fondling her erect, pulsing stubs.

'' Yes, sí, papí, you can suffer all of me ''

Enamored with him she pulls herself into him, closes her eyes, and buries her nerve into his neck opening, lavishing him with candy kiss, as David exhales in delight. She begins unbuttoning his shirt. She tenderly kisses his collar bone. Inwardly he wants to balk her, but every time he tries her tender candy kiss provokes his desire. Finding the strength to resist he catch her arms `` Isabella I ca n't do this. '' Panting from pleasure, he barely gets his words out, graciously pulls from quenching the hunger of her longing desire onto him.

'' Lie to me, and secernate me you do n't want this ! '' Looking into his oculus. Hers is filled with warmheartedness, passion, tenderness, lovingness for him. His discombobulation, conflict, and yes, passion.

'' I-I, I do '' He confesses.

'' Yeah, that 's what I thought ! ``

His shirt is fully unbutton and untucked, he watches as her subdued and firm bridge player scale down the seam of his laborious abs, clutches his sash with her hand tucked halfway down his briefs she yanks him forward to her kissing him.

But not just any buss, she lavishes him with what tactile property like a lifetime of love locked and stored away only to finally be unleashed now this minute ! She licks his lip with a hanker apoplexy of her warm wet natural language and go down on them into her sassing, David moans in delectation and satisfaction as pre-cum oozes from his stiff, strong tip. `` You taste so well ! '' She moans, basking in his front. Her kiss excavate the honey for her he had hidden in his heart.

'' Mmm ! '' He licks his rim tasting her saliva. `` I 'm so dingy Isabella… How could I have been so screen ? ''

'' Shhh, it 's hunky-dory Mí Armor, make up for it now and pee-pee sweet making love to me ! '' Her sweet voice entices him.

His heart gives in, he receives her dear. His storage area on her weapons system releases allowing her to withdraw his suit jacket. He returns her kisses.

'' Yes, St. David I 've wanted this for so prospicient I 'm so fag out of waiting no more wait ! '' She breathlessly utters in-between their passionate kiss.

Their hands roam freely on each other now, kissing voraciously. She fiercely unbuckles his pant. He unzips her skirt and drops it to the floor revealing her black lash he grips her juicy ass spreading her cheeks, `` Ay Sí Papí ! Sí ! '' She exhales, trembling from his tactile sensation together they slowly whirlpool each former 's clapper tasting each former, pleasing each former intimately without hesitation right now nothing else exists to them as they allow the fire of sexual love to deplete them.

With simpleness, he raises her by her ass up onto the sideboard she spreads her thighs spacious for him, he kisses her neck, her chest, her firm already stimulated and sensitive, untouched nipples the flavour of his whiskers tracing his kisses over her eubstance is what she 's longed for since laying optic on him this is what she 's waited for. `` Fuck me Papí, please ! ? '' She begs him !

reach into his pants and groaping for his long, fat joy peg she does n't lay centre on it, but she feels his girthy meat she strokes his duration reaching his tip her thumb grazes his slit, and feels his warm sticky pre-cum they both groan in Passion of Christ `` Ay Dios mío Papí, por party favor ! ( oh my God daddy, please ! ) '' She groans, and begs !

As she grips his meat St. David has a flash of Destinee in his judgment caressing his dick telling him `` This belongs to me ! '' Her face is in the forefront of his brain ! His buss on Isabella drawback. `` My King, my making love come with me ? '' It 's as if he can pick up her audibly not just in his idea. Everything around him begins to fade.

'' Mí Amor ? '' Isabella calls to him. `` My King my dearest, you belong to me ! '' Destinee 's vocalism calls him again as if he 's in a enchantment. He quietly, faintly calls out to her as if she 's in the room `` Destinee… '' Both their eyes snap open simultaneously, his out of fear, and hers from wrath, and cushion.

'' What the hell ? '' Her grip loosens, releasing his manhood. `` What did you just call me ? '' He stands frozen in fear wanting to speak but unable.

She squints her eyes and contention her psyche, `` Des -- '' she begins mouthing trying to see what he said. `` Destinee ? Is that her name ? That 's her figure is n't it ? ! '' Tears flow down the soft lentigo of her boldness, her interpreter breaking, she sucks in her lip, her brow weighed down she shakes her psyche in unbelief, her shoulder slump. `` So you do ... love her ? You were thinking of her the whole sentence ? And here I am stupid enough to mean I could have you mine. '' `` Isabella it- it 's not like that ! ''

'' Then what the hell is it ? ! ! '' He attempts to answer `` You know what, save it ! ``

'' Isabella ! ''

'' FUCK YOU ! '' She pushes him on his chest. beingness strong than her he does n't incite much, just takes a step back giving her space. She jumps down from the buffet and pushes him again. He 's broken her heart into patch. He gently tries to bear her work force `` Isabella can you just heed -- ''

She quickly snatches her hands away and slaps the shit out of David ! So intemperate his psyche turns. David licks his lip to try for blood and touches it just to be sure, turning from the mass of his blood dripped fingerbreadth back to her, he says calmly `` I 'm not even angry I understand. The first one is liberal but I 'm not going to let you keep hi --. '' In a blink of an eye, she backhand 's him ! `` Pínche Pendéjo ( fucking asshole ) '' she spits on his chest, and pushes him again !

split in her optic, she 's furious, she 's shaking from the infliction of him choosing another woman over her and it is unbearably awful. He makes one last attempt to restrain her she reluctantly allows him.

'' That 's enough… Please, please stop ! '' He tries to lovingly comfort her.

Look up to him `` Why ca n't you love ME ? ! '' She passionately pleads.

At the sound of hearing her mourn a split uncontrollably falls from his eye.

'' I- I ( He wants to enjoin her that he does, but that wo n't build sentience to her. He 's trapped between loving two beautiful char and yet he is forced to opt one. He does n't have sex that what he 'll say now will avail either ) I made an oath. ''

'' An oath ? To a char, you hardly know ? ! '' She rips out of his arms.

crying in a mad rage she reaches to the counter grabbing a knife `` I got your fucking curse ! '' lunging at David he quickly gets ascendance of her wrists and twists it freeing the knife she tries to knee him `` I said ENOUGH ! '' He shouts !

But a combination of her suffer proportionality and him trying to fight her leg causes her to come and hit her oral sex on the lower cabinets.

He instantly reaches for her, but she shoves his hand away weeping `` DO N'T TOUCH ME ! '' Davids not mad that she lunged at him with a knife, not at all, in some odd way he feels he deserves it, maybe for being so blind. Seeing her passion for him, strangely enough, makes him realise just how much she loves him, and seeing her on the base broken like this is tearing him apart. `` Isabella ! '' he squats down to tend to her. She pushes him backward making him land on his ass sitting upright. `` I HATE you ! '' She confesses pointing her finger at him.

Both of them sit there facing each early, their spine on opposing cabinets gathering their breath.

'' I think we both just need to cool off… You should study a few mean solar day off come back and we 'll take it from there. '' He suggests.

'' You are in NO spot to tell me what to do ! '' Her anger boils over further. She knows he 's right. She just does n't want to hear it from him. She wants to hear him tell her he loves her but she knows she wo n't hear it from him.

She stands up, drying her oculus, and starts to put on her clothes. `` I 'll end the paperwork for this ending after that… I 'm done ! ''

Her row are like an arrow to his heart. `` You leaving m-, I-I mean quitting ? ''

She turns to him buttoning up her blouse, glaring at him, she fixes her hair. David still sits on the floor taken back by all of what transpired this speechless. He knows not to say another password to her. Scowling at him for what seems like forever, she looks like she wants to say something to him, she clenches her jaw, shakes her head, grabs her handbag, and walks out.

All he can do is watch her as she storms out of the firm. half naked on this kitchen floor he contemplates his destiny and his selection. `` How the hell did I let this happen ? ``

**To be continued**