Chapter 1 :

'' My Protector ''

Jacques Louis David 's warning device sounds off in the room abruptly waking him, immediately he reaches for his headphone and shuts the alarm clock off. In doing so he realizes he has two missed cry from the office. To his astonishment, Destinee is still fathom asleep. Looking down at her organic structure still laying on his, he smiles and kisses her forehead. He pushes himself up and she still clings to him.

He positions her in his arms, her head in one and legs on the other. He wraps her in the blanket and carries her upstairs and lays her in his bed, takes a immediate rain shower, and puts eau de cologne and a standardised suit to his last but this one charcoal gray gray.

Leaving the master copy bathroom, he notices her flimsy drive in the bed indicating she is about to ignite up. Seeing her lay in his bed he admires her spirit born, as though she belongs there, it simply feels right.

He sits on the bed next to her and whispers in her ear `` You awake my love ? '' His masculine phonation soothes her, his low smell sends faint palpitation greeting her with loving osculation from her cervix down her shoulder, and to her hand stroking her tender, golden-brown smooth skin, she becomes more beautiful to him with every meeting.

Adjusting her lovely hazelnut tree oculus to the Light Within, lying on her side 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 skin, she loves his comforting touch.

'' Yes, my king, I 'm waken. I 'm drab I fell asleep, you wore me down with the weighting of your love. '' Her words gain his heart smile as it shows on his face.

'' Can I get you anything before you leave for work daddy ? '' Kissing his bridge player

'' No making love, you 've done sight. I brought you a chalk of water. I figured you 'd be athirst when you woke up. '' With his fingers he brushes her long morose hair from her face `` I wanted to prepare sure you 're okay when I leave. I wo n't be gone long today. ``

He reaches into his suit of clothes jacket and pulls out his billfold. `` Here 's some money for something to eat '', handing her a one hundred dollar bill and he writes his cadre phone and direct office number down on a piece of newspaper and the computer address to the home in case she decides to order out. As he is speaking she sits upright, overpower with gratitude, and kisses his lips interrupting him.

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

Looking to the ground. `` Believe it or not, since I 've been here my experience has not been singular. I quickly got caught up with the wrong masses and been in some difficult situations. You are one of the very few who 've been sort to me. ''

He lifts her head word and pulls her come together to him to comfort her, as her words grieve his heart. `` I do find that hard to consider, how the inferno could mortal treat a adult female 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 Tank in the streets. ''

'' Tank ? In the streets ? What is he ? Some drug monger ? '' David asks looking bewildered

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

Seeing the ignominy in her beautiful face he wants to free her of it. `` Destinee my love, you do n't have anything to be ashamed of, we make good and bad decisions and I 'm starting to believe last nighttime me offering you a ride was the best decision I 've made in years ! ''

His representative brings peace to her. Her eyes affectionately gaze upon him, disregarding her ignominy. `` 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 curious to know though, '' he asks hesitantly, `` How in the world does individual as lovely, and classy as you get caught up with some knucklehead ? '' He chuckles in unbelief.

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

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

She chokes up, ineffectual to verbalise. He leans her head on his chest, she nods her caput 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 overtake with zeal for her, and anger toward him. `` Shhhh, it 's sanction baby… It 's okay. '' He caresses and consoles her. `` I 'll take care of it. How a great deal of your thing did you go forth there ? ''

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

'' That 's not for you to worry about. Now did you leave anything significant there ? ''

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

'' So the answer is yes. '' He confirms. `` okey, when I get home from employment I 'll pay him a little visit. '' He stands up fixing his collar and cuff links.

'' I can see there 's no talking you down from this ? '' Looking him up and down aroused by his love 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 blanket falls to uncover her naked body, she hangs her branch around his neck attempting to sway him.

'' Why not ? Ca n't we just forget 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 sexual love for her skin senses her soul `` My protector. '' She declares. `` With all my metier. '' He affirms. She kisses him `` The gustation of your love life is like sweet dearest to my lips I love your kiss '' He concedes his hands on her hips. They smile.

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

'' Yes of grade I 'm Edward Young, not incapable ! '' She says wittingly.

'' Legally, love ? ''

'' Yes, baby ! '' She laughs

Unconvinced and the `` oh boy '' expression on his face he gives in. `` Alright, I hope I do n't rue this but the keys to the Benz are on the key bearer to the right of the service department door. ``

Her eyes light up ! `` Really ? You 'd let me repulse the Benz ? '' She bites her bottom lip and gives a little felicitous leap, 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 Johnny Cash and gives her his citation card. `` Just get whatever you need okay ? '' His hands sliding from her articulatio coxae to tweet and diddle with her ass cheeks.

A huge spoiled teenage smile luminousness her human face `` Yes pa ! ''

His digit walk faithful to her tight already exposed ass hole. She lets him. Aroused, she licks her lips as he teases her ass hole.

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

'' Mmmm, and I love making you happy, my magnate. '' Her eubstance invites his touch.

They gaze into each early 's eyes both knowing exactly what they want.

Her munition still around his neck opening he fondles her stimulated nipples gently tugging them pulling her body and mouth to him, kissing her full lip intimately.

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

He kisses her neck opening

'' papa please do n't start up what you ca n't finish '' She begs, desiring him, her fire begins to burn.

'' I just ca n't keep on my hands off of you ! '' He confesses. Drawing as much of her nipple into his mouth he can fit rolling his wet tongues around her stiff smooth nipple.

She gasps and moans her deal caressing his smooth bald school principal. She tenderly kisses his forehead as he pleases her chest `` My King… at least permit me to shower for you, our love still rests between my thighs… '' She breathily requests.

His phone inconveniently buzzes, they both sigh in disappointment memory he has to go to work on. He reaches into his cause jacket and answers.

'' Yes ? ``

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

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

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

A look of unseasoned 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, love. No one for you to be concerned about, I promise ! ``

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

'' trust me, love, I only want you and though it 's been a inadequate sentence in some mystical way, my sum already belongs to you. '' He contends.

She trusts his Bible and the unassumingness of his passion.

'' okay, I believe you, my King. '' She smiles.

'' But I do bear to get out of here. I have a very crucial 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 charmer she made for him and heads off to exploit.

Chapter : 2

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

On his way to influence, she sends him a text `` Hi daddy, just wanted to make certainly I had the rightfulness identification number ! '' With a smiley emoji along with a aphrodisiac nude sculpture of her getting into the shower.

He texts back `` I 'm sorry ma'am, you have the incorrectly number, but you can send more than picture show if you 'd like ! ''

She responds `` Do n't play with me like that daddy, you scared me for a sec. Lol ''

Arriving at the office, all he can think about is her, her fragrance, her sweet representative, her luscious and buxom body, though clean he can still slightly smell the scent of her twat on his lips, he 's aroused just thinking about her, making it troublesome for him to focus on his work.

There is a whang on his door.

'' Come in ! '' He says.

'' Mr. big businessman, good to see you this good morning ! I hope all is well ? ''

grin and holding a deep brown cup in her right hand hand and a vanilla leaflet under her get out arm stands in the doorway, 23 yr old, Isabella Ramirez a lovely petite, black and Spanish biracial Spanish woman with a voiced oval fount, and Christ Within brownish skin. Her white rumple blouse suppresses her fully, firm breasts, and slightly telling cleavage, not much just enough to make one 's curiosity to jog. Her blouse contrasts her farseeing lustrous, curly, natural dark cinnamon hairsbreadth and eyes.

'' Yes, all is well Ms. Ramirez, thank you for asking. '' He looks up from his desk and is stunned upon laying his heart on Isabella ; he had n't seen her so dressed up for work, ever. He quickly composes himself and get his roaming oculus. But not before she notices as their eyes ringlet for a brief consequence before he looks away to search his desk.

'' Eh-hmm '' he clears his pharynx. `` Did you bump to see my files for my viewing this afternoon ? ''

'' Yes, in fact, I did, '' she responds. Her voice is raspy, quick, call for, and pleasant, naturally sensual yet there is an innocence to her. She hands him over the vanilla 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 unbelievable Isabella ! I could n't ask for a better supporter. ''

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

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

She watches him carefully, her eye are fond of him. `` Your suit looks groovy on you by the way. '' Trying to get his middle back on her.

'' Thank you, Macies had a dainty cut-rate sale conclusion hebdomad. '' Trying to retain the conversation casual.

'' Some favourable young lady she must be, to have the privilege of your attention ? ''

If not for his chocolate-brown hide he would be as white as a ghost `` Did I tell anyone about Destinee ? ! Fuck ! How does she live ? '' He plays it cool while still filling out the forms pretending to rest focused on his paperwork but listening attentively. `` And what is that supposed to imply ? '' He asks kindly.

'' Well, everyone 's talking about it, no one around here has seen you this glad 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 unlike about you this morning ? ''

'' That is ? '' He inquires

'' Well for entrant, you 're never late, you 're normally the first one here. Second, you 're awkwardly distant with me, lastly… You 're Not wearing your wedding dance band. ''

David stops dead in his raceway from writing, looks to his odd hired hand. He had COMPLETELY forgotten had n't put it back on ; he 's drawn it every day since Claudia died out of his love for her. Yet, All of his lovemaking with Destinee has his thought process 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 life history and master animation separate. I hired you to help machinate my workload, not my love life. If anyone has any doubtfulness about my life outside of employment, tell them they can ask me personally and they 'll receive the same answer, do I lay down myself open ? ''

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

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

'' So I guess your natural language down my throat meant naught to you then ? ``

She asks challengingly.

She can tell she caught his attending as his jaw clenches, his index number and middle finger of his right hand rhythmically tap on the slick top of his heavy, rich-brown wooden desk like that of a horse cavalry galloping.

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

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

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

'' You truly are a piece of work, you know that ? '' Her human face is intense, her centre inflamed in anger and affection.

He rolls his chair back from his desk, stands up, straightens out his case jacket by its lapels, and strolls toward her slowly never losing intense eye contact with her, he now stands within a foot of her.

She slightly tilts her promontory to the side `` pínche pendejo ( fucking bunghole ) do you think I 'm afraid of you ? I have 4 older pal that 'll hack your ass if you lay a finger on me ! '' She tells him, loud enough to piss him off but restrained enough where others outside his office 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 match. Hands in his pockets, shoulder joint back, dresser out `` kickoff of all, I 'll whip all your chum 's can before my succeeding appointment. indorsement, if I were you I 'd be extremely, careful of what you say next because it could very damn well be your lowest in my place ! ''

The tautness in the office hastily becomes heavy and electric.

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

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

Staring in his drinking chocolate oculus, she leans in as if she 's going to kiss him, but rather she places her maroon lipstick covered lips to his ear and sensually whispers with an accent `` How about this, you have no clue how foresightful I 've craved for you to bend me over this desk of yours and bed this tight, virgin coochie. But now I see, you 're just like the others. Whoever she is, you chose wrong, I promise ! '' She slowly draws her foreland back from his, closely watching his perplexed and floor formula.

He pulls himself together quickly, thinking to himself ( two can play that secret plan ) removing his right paw from his air hole he looks into her eyes, gently brushes her curly cinnamon hair from her shoulder, behind her ear firmly, and graciously clutches the book binding of her neck with his prominent manus. Taken by surprise her branch fall hobble to her side, enticed by his touch. He pulls her snug and tight into him close enough that she can feel his manhood through his puff leg, making her moist for him.

'' David ? '' She gasps affectionately and blushes her dreamy centre locked onto him.

'' Shhh '' He softly shushes her and romantically caresses the recession of her sassing with the quarter round of his left hand then carefully twine his arm around her waist making her feel secure. He shrouds her in the virility of his strength and the affectionateness of his embracement.

She is thoroughly aroused and wet from the alluring fragrance of his cologne, she succumbs to the dominance of his aristocratical touch.

Her hands latch on to his sides embracing him, as he gently draws her headspring back with a fist full of hair exposing her neck causing her to lift her leg as the split in her skirt reveals her quiet thigh meat he tightly grips her thigh holding it up, her grip on him tightens.

She closes her eyes preparing for him to snog her. He intimately nuzzles her neck `` Yesss this is what I 've wanted… '' she softly moans from her quivering back talk 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 sexy voice :

'' Escucha atentamente, niña ( listen to me closely, fiddling girl ) if you ever, speak to me like that again in my office staff, or if I even get the notion that your thinking about my gumshoe pleasing your sweet, picayune pussy, I 'll have your sexy, beautiful, fill out ass fired expeditiously for sexual molestation. Do I make myself brighten ? '' He places his ear to her sassing anticipating an answer.

She unexpectedly presses her red-hot brim onto his ear, practically kissing it answers `` Crystal, jefé ( boss ) ! '' in a defiant and mocking tone, the breath of her speech tingles down his ear to his neck, summoning a titillating sensation in him. She angrily bites her lip seeing that he managed to confuse her, move around her on and relieve oneself her off simultaneously.

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

'' Isabella ! '' He calls her with an tyrannical voice.

She turns to him, her center watering.

'' I meant what I said ! ''

'' Sí jefe ( yes knob ) '' She scowls at him before she turns her back to him. Pausing before opening the door to gain her emotions and be unassailable, as if nothing had transpired and she walks out.

David leans back on his desk shaking his head teacher trying to visualize out what the hell is going on.

Chapter : 3

'' Can You Come home and Eat, first base ? ``

David and Isabella take separate machine to the showing of the mansion. Still raging with him Isabella the Catholic keeps her length but does n't line too much attention to herself so as not to ruin the hatful, only periodically catching eyes.

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

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

'' perfective tense ! '' St. David says ( His phone begins to buzz in his suit jacket ) he shakes hired man with them. `` Isabella the Catholic, will look at it from here and we 'll get the paperwork cognitive process started okay ? ``

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

Saint David reaches for his phone.

'' You know you two work expectant together, '' Mrs. Robert Robinson says. She purposely whispers loud enough that Isabella hears `` If I were you, young man, I 'd make a motion. Pretty ace like her do n't stay I for yearn '' She smirks.

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

He answers his phone.

'' Hi, Daddy ! ''

'' Hey love everything okay ? '' Sounding concerned

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

'' Well… '' Isabella walks the duo outside to their car. They catch optic on her way out. David turns his back to her looking out the window over the sink and brings his voice down a bit.

'' A bit chaotic, with a few surprises along the way but nada I ca n't handle. I closed the mickle today ! ``

'' What ? Congratulations ! '' We should celebrate when you get home !

'' I 'd love to, baby ! But we need to get your things from Jamal 's post first and then, we 'll celebrate ! ''

There is a silence on the phone

'' how-do-you-do ? ''

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

'' Why so quiesce ? ''

'' My love, he is dangerous. ''

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

'' No love, I 'm serious, please leave 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 offend you is to hurt me. That Noel Coward needs to pay for what he 's done to you. ``

'' You really have a go at it me do n't you daddy ? ``

'' Yes, I do love you. ``

'' okay well, before we go can you at to the lowest degree total rest home and eat first ? I 'm preparing dinner party now. ``

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

'' It 's a surprisal, something delicious, but I promise you 'll be intimate it ! ``

Jacques Louis David smiles `` Your so sweetened love I 'll be home shortly. ``

'' Okay, I love you, daddy. ``

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

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

St. David turns to the kitchen doorway.

She 's furious and suffering. Her blazon are folded, a bust streaming down her fount, her head is tilted.

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

Her center squint.

'' Do you make out her ? '' Her vocalisation shakes with pain.

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

'' Do you love her ? ! '' Her voice filled with worrying and anger.

'' Why ? ``

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

St. David stands there not knowing what to say.

'' I need to know if you truly love her, because if not then I still stand a probability. '' She begins to unbutton her blouse. With her swaying rosehip, she draws herself close-fitting 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 buss was a error. Prove it ! ``

David is deeply conflicted. Isabella is gorgeous and uninfluenced by any man and here she is offering herself to him. With all his might he proceed his eyes on hers fighting not to await down.

Her blouse is parted, her breast is nearly reveal, her nude-colored strapless bra is revealed.

'' buss me and prove to me that you do n't palpate anything. '' His tool photographic print is noticeable in his pant leg ; She bites her lip looking down at his genital organ, seeing his cock grow in his pants.

'' Isabella, I can not and will not do this, if you take another stride 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 particular. I was just biding my clip waiting for you to acknowledge me and I thought finally you did two weeks ago ! '' Her blouse drops to the floor along with her bra.

'' Fuck ! '' Jacques Louis David blurts out gaping at her beautiful full pectus and medium size, dusky rose, perky nipples.

'' Whatever you thought we had, ca n't be ! You work for me, Isabella. I do n't eff workfellow especially in a client 's dwelling, this is not why I hired you ! ``

You can pick up the engagement of desire and fear in his voice. He does n't want to wound Destinee, yet he cares for Isabella I, More than a co-worker but he 's never intentionally tried to cross that production line. Maybe some flirt here and there but he had no clue she felt this way about him he thought maybe the kiss was a mutual misapprehension. But he is severely wrong ; she 's wanted him since she 's position eyes on him and she is willing to sacrifice it all.

'' Mí Amor… buss me again, examine to me that it was a misunderstanding that you do n't feel what I feel. If so I 'll never make for it up again. '' Standing nose to nose 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 respiration increases he ca n't believe how daze she is, her petite curvaceous eubstance, tight belly decorated with a diamond belly ring.

'' But it never feels right, not without you. David, I want you to bear upon me, pee 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 easygoing, delicate texture of her breasts greet the palms of his hands.

He clasps them in his hands gently, licks his lip admiring her flawless breast. Honored that she allowed him to touch component part of her that no early man has.

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

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

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

Enamored with him she pulls herself into him, closes her middle, and buries her face into his cervix, lavishing him with kisses, as David exhales in pleasure. She begins unbuttoning his shirt. She tenderly kisses his nab bone. Inwardly he wants to resist her, but every time he tries her supply ship osculation provokes his desire. Finding the strength to resist he grabs her arms `` Isabella I ca n't do this. '' Panting from pleasance, he barely gets his give-and-take out, graciously pulls from quenching the thirst of her yearning desire onto him.

'' Lie to me, and tell me you do n't desire this ! '' Looking into his eyes. Hers is filled with heart, passionateness, warmheartedness, warmth for him. His confusion, conflict, and yes, passion.

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

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

His shirt is fully unbuttoned and untucked, he watches as her subdued and firm hands scale down the flexure of his hard abs, clutches his waistband with her manus tucked halfway down his Jockey shorts she yanks him forward to her kissing him.

But not just any kiss, she lavishes him with what feels like a lifetime of honey locked and stored away only to finally be unleashed now this consequence ! She licks his sassing with a long stroke of her warm wet glossa and blow them into her mouth, David moans in joy and satisfaction as pre-cum muck from his stiff, laborious tip. `` You taste so honorable ! '' She moans, basking in his presence. Her kiss unearth the love for her he had hidden in his heart.

'' Mmm ! '' He licks his lips tasting her saliva. `` I 'm so dismal Isabella… How could I have been so blind ? ''

'' Shhh, it 's okay Mí Armor, make up for it now and bring in angelic love life to me ! '' Her sweet voice entices him.

His warmness gives in, he receives her love. His appreciation on her implements of war releases allowing her to murder his suit jacket. He returns her kisses.

'' Yes, Jacques Louis David I 've wanted this for so long I 'm so trite of waiting no more waiting ! '' She breathlessly utters in-between their passionate kisses.

Their hands roam freely on each early now, kissing voraciously. She fiercely unbuckles his pants. He unzips her doll and drops it to the floor revealing her black thong he grips her juicy ass spreading her cheek, `` Ay Sí Papí ! Sí ! '' She exhales, trembling from his touch together they slowly eddy each other 's tongues tasting each other, pleasing each other intimately without wavering right now nothing else exists to them as they allow the fire of dearest to squander them.

With ease, he raises her by her ass up onto the counter she spreads her thighs wide of the mark for him, he kisses her neck, her chest, her business firm already stimulated and sensitive, unmoved nipples the feeling of his beard tracing his candy kiss over her body is what she 's longed for since laying eye on him this is what she 's waited for. `` Fuck me Papí, please ! ? '' She begs him !

Reaching into his pants and groaping for his long, fat pleasure stick she does n't lay heart on it, but she feels his girthy center she strokes his length reaching his tip her pollex grazes his cunt, and feels his warm sticky pre-cum they both groan in passion `` Ay Dios mío Papí, por favor ! ( oh my God daddy, please ! ) '' She groans, and begs !

As she grips his meat David has a instant of Destinee in his idea caressing his dick telling him `` This belongs to me ! '' Her brass is in the forefront of his mind ! His kisses on Isabella drawback. `` My male monarch, my love life come with me ? '' It 's as if he can get wind her audibly not just in his mind. Everything around him begins to fade.

'' Mí Cupid ? '' Isabella the Catholic calls to him. `` My Billie Jean Moffitt King my love, you belong to me ! '' Destinee 's vox calls him again as if he 's in a spell. He quietly, faintly calls out to her as if she 's in the way `` Destinee… '' Both their heart snap open simultaneously, his out of fear, and hers from anger, and jounce.

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

She squints her eyes and rock her head, `` Des -- '' she begins mouthing trying to understand what he said. `` Destinee ? Is that her name ? That 's her figure is n't it ? ! '' Tears flow down the soft lentigo of her impertinence, her vocalisation breaking, she sucks in her lip, her brows weighed down she shakes her fountainhead in unbelief, her articulatio humeri slump. `` So you do ... love her ? You were thinking of her the whole time ? And here I am stupid enough to think I could make you mine. '' `` Isabella it- it 's not like that ! ''

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

'' Isabella ! ''

'' shag YOU ! '' She pushes him on his chest. being stronger than her he does n't act much, just takes a stair back giving her space. She jumps down from the heel counter and pushes him again. He 's broken her heart into musical composition. He gently tries to have her hands `` Isabella can you just hear -- ''

She quickly snatches her hands away and slaps the asshole out of St. David ! So gruelling his head turns. David licks his lip to try out for rake and touches it just to be sure, turning from the sight of his rake dripped finger back to her, he says calmly `` I 'm not even angry I understand. The first one is absolve but I 'm not going to let you sustain hi --. '' In a flash, she backhand 's him ! `` Pínche Pendéjo ( fucking asshole ) '' she spits on his chest of drawers, and pushes him again !

snag in her eyes, she 's furious, she 's shaking from the pain in the neck of him choosing another woman over her and it is unbearably painful. He makes one last attempt to hold her she reluctantly allows him.

'' That 's enough… Please, please halt ! '' He tries to lovingly console her.

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

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

'' I- I ( He wants to state her that he does, but that wo n't make sense to her. He 's trapped between loving two beautiful womanhood and yet he is forced to choose one. He does n't know that what he 'll say now will avail either ) I made an oath. ''

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

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

But a combination of her lose balance and him trying to push her leg causes her to fall and hit her principal on the lower cabinets.

He instantly reaches for her, but she shoves his mitt 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 cacoethes for him, strangely sufficiency, makes him understand 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 other, their spinal column on opposing locker gathering their breath.

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

'' You are in NO position to secernate me what to do ! '' Her choler boils over foster. She knows he 's right. She just does n't want to hear it from him. She wants to hear him state her he loves her but she knows she wo n't hear it from him.

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

Her words 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 fuzz. David still sits on the floor taken back by all of what transpired this speechless. He knows not to say another word 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 point, grabs her pocketbook, and walks out.

All he can do is watch her as she storms out of the house. Half naked on this kitchen floor he contemplates his circumstance and his choices. `` How the snake pit did I let this happen ? ``

**To be continued**