Charming Isabella (12 page)

“
Hurry up, Cole!”

He grinned and saw the
desire in her eyes. He quickly stripped and joined her in the bed. She told him to hurry again, her body on fire for his touch.  Coleman had no intention of having a quickie. “Bella, relax. We’ve got all night.” She flushed and her total demeanor changed.

He watched as she turned her face away and her eagerness disappeared.
She mumbled, “I’m sorry.” He rolled away onto his side and saw the glimmer of tears in her eyes. She was trembling and nothing about her said that she wanted sex. He thought of the asshole and quickly pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her. She started sobbing, her cries tearing at his heart.

“
Bella, oh honey, it’s okay. Everything is fine, Bella; talk to me.” She shook her head against his chest. He drew her tighter and just stroked her hair and down her back. Her cries quieted and she began to relax a bit. She was horrified and embarrassed. Her mind wasn’t thinking of their incredible lovemaking of the day before.

All she thought about was Bryan being disgusted when she showed too much eagerness for any sexual activity.
She had practically jumped on the man holding her, demanding that he satisfy her needs. She hadn’t acted demure; she’d been wanton and way too eager. Though her heart knew that Coleman was the total opposite of Bryan, her head kept getting in her way. Coleman just held her and mumbled assurances until she stopped crying. She pushed away, but only enough to look up into his face. His eyes were full of concern and love. She didn’t see a trace of condemnation.

“
You are just as safe today as you were yesterday honey. Trust your heart, and throw that asshole out of your head.” Coleman rolled onto his back and took her with him. The position helped as it reminded her of their time on the boulder when she had ridden him with abandon. “I’ll wait until you are ready, Bella.”

She closed her eyes and he continued to lightly stroke her arms and down her back.
She felt safe and opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was her bracelet. His gift gave her the courage she needed. “I’m sorry…. “

“
Don’t say that, Isabella. You have nothing to be sorry about. Just talk to me.”

“
I don’t know what happened…. I want… I….”

“
We both know what happened. Someday you won’t bring Bryan to the bed with us. For now, trust me. What do you want, sweetheart? Whatever you want, whatever you need is what I want to give to you. Trust me, Bella, please, trust me and tell me.”

His soft voice and his words opened her heart.
“I stopped asking for what I wanted a long time ago. Bryan didn’t understand . . . he… he never could understand. I don’t want to shock you . . . I don’t want to feel ashamed like that ever again. I couldn’t take it if you thought I was . . . was perverted.”

Her w
ords and the fear in her voice bored into his soul. He wanted to slam his fist into that asshole’s face. He had taken this wonderful woman and tried to destroy something so beautiful, so precious. He felt another tear drop onto his chest. He tightened his arms around her. “Bella, you could never ever make me ashamed of you in any way. I love you just the way you are. I adore your spirit and your passion. I am not interested in just using you or your body; I want to love you and fulfill you. If you don’t let me know what you need, then I won’t be able to love you like you deserve. There is nothing perverted or wrong between two people who love each other. I’m definitely not a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am sort of guy.” She found herself grinning a bit at his words. He knew he had yet to convince her and continued: “Isabella, we are not vanilla people. You’re strawberry, remember?” He heard a small giggle and felt hope. “Do you want me, Bella? Do you want me as much as I want you?” She squirmed a bit on top of him and felt his cock underneath her body. She also felt her need returning; never had she felt so safe. She nodded against his chest. “Not good enough, little one. You are going to need to answer me.”

She lifted her head a bit and whispered
, “Yes, Sir, I want you so much.”

He smiled and kissed her quickly.
She yearned for more, but he wasn’t finished. “That’s good, because I think I’d die without you in my life, now that I’ve found you.” He watched her face light up, the love returning to her eyes. He sat up and soon had her sitting astride his lap. She could feel his cock thickening under her bottom and could also feel her pussy growing wet. She squirmed again, but he didn’t move. She looked up at him and saw him smile.

“
Your next baby step will be to tell me what you want, what you need. Nothing is out of reach Bella; nothing is considered wrong between us.” She blushed, her nipples hardening at the erotic images that flew into her mind. She leaned forward to kiss him but he drew back a bit. “Nope, not until you tell me, and Bella, if I think you are lying about what you want, or holding back on what you truly need, your little bottom will indeed become a strawberry.” She felt an intense jolt of arousal at his threat. This man was willing to let her be herself. She found herself daring to hope that she could truly ask and receive what she needed. She felt him jingle her charms and saw that he was playing with the shoe as well as the hand.

She got the message and whispered
, “I want you to kiss me until I melt, then I want you to make love to me. I want to feel you fill me completely. Oh God, I want you to take me now.” He smiled and was soon kissing her, hard, his tongue tasting and tangling with her own. She moaned as he took the kiss deeper, one hand holding the back of her head as he took her mouth, the other dropping to caress her breasts. When he began to play with her nipples, he felt her surge into his hand. He released her mouth and she moaned. He gently ran his thumb across her nipple again and again, until she finally begged, “Cole, please… please, harder. Touch my nipples . . . pinch them.” He was proud of her for expressing that she not only enjoyed breast play, she like it rough. She was soon sitting back, moaning in ecstasy, as he manipulated her breasts. His mouth was soon nipping and biting on her tender buds. She felt a gush of wetness flow from her and sensed his cock, hard and throbbing, under her bottom. She clutched at his shoulders and begged, “I need you inside me.” Coleman kept his mouth on her breast but rolled her onto her back. He shifted his weight and released her only long enough to look down at her. Her eyes were glazed. She whimpered in need.

“
Spread your legs, Bella, spread them wide.” He saw her body jerk and she immediately obeyed. He smiled and said, “Put your hands above your head; grab the headboard and do not let go.” He watched as she obeyed, her fingers locked around the spindles of the headboard. He bent to kiss her, as his cock teased her entrance. She moaned and lifted her hips. He looked into her eyes and said, “You like being directed, don’t you Isabella? You like it when I order you to spread yourself.” She blushed and shook her head, as if denying she craved his control. “Naughty little girl. I do believe you are lying to me about what you desire, what your body needs to satisfy your heart.”

She whimpered
, but he simply continued to tease her body, his lips closing around her throbbing nipple, his cock not yet entering her. She surged up but realized he wasn’t going to let her escape. “Yes, Sir, I lied…. God, please, I need you… tell me… take me.”

He grinned around her nipple, his cock demanding he stop the teasing.
“Are you wet for me, Bella? Is your pussy just begging for my cock to fill it?”

“
Yes! God, yes Sir. Please!”

“
You know I’m going to spank you for lying, don’t you?” She shuddered but lifted her hips even higher.

“
Yes Sir, please… please I need you now.” She screamed as he slammed into her. She arched her back and came immediately. Her entire body convulsed around his cock as he took her hard and fast.

She released the headboard to grab onto his shoulders but quickly replaced them when he barked
, “Hands!”

She shuddered as she was taken.
Her entire body was on fire with need. She felt every inch of him as he thrust into her. She felt him sit back a bit and felt his hands on her thighs. He spread her further open and she gasped at the stretch. He lifted her hips until he was pounding even deeper into her. She came again and screamed, her head thrashing, her hands rattling the headboard. Coleman groaned as he plunged deep and came. His breath was ragged, his muscles shaking. Her body continued to convulse and twitch around him. He grinned as she moaned with pleasure. He lowered her legs but stayed between them. He bent forward and pressed his lips to hers. She kissed him hard, her mouth opening beneath his. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth, tasting her tongue, her teeth. She clenched around him and pressed her tongue against his. He released her and reached up to release her hands. Her knuckles were white with the effort of clenching the headboard at his command. He kissed each finger as she shuddered beneath him. She opened her eyes to find his gazing down at her. She blushed as she remembered begging him to take her.

“
Absolutely beautiful.” She smiled and nodded. He kissed her again and then turned over to sit back against the headboard, placing her onto his lap. She loved the way he arranged her so easily into what was quickly becoming her favorite position. She laid her head against his chest. He held her as they recovered, his own heart gradually slowing. “I love you, Isabella. I love every single thing about you. Never ever doubt that; never try to hide from me.”

She looked up to see the truth written on his face.
She knew it would take many baby steps, but she knew he’d help her take the journey. “I love
you
, Cole; thank you for loving me as I am.”

He grinned and said
, “What you are is almost perfection.” She looked puzzled. “There is that little thing about lying to me, you know.” She blushed, his promise of a spanking returning. She also remembered screaming that she knew she was going to get one. She lifted the bracelet and touched the hand hanging there. He nodded and flipped her over to lie across his lap. His hand began to lightly spank her. Her arousal returned and she found herself wanting him to truly spank her. She lifted her bottom as if to encourage his blows.

He hadn
’t intended to truly give her a spanking, just a reminder to be honest. “I think you need something a bit harder, don’t you, my dear?” She hesitated but truly needed him to enforce his dominance. It might have been a little lie, but she felt the need to pay his price. “Do you deserve a true spanking Bella?”

She gulped but answered
, “Yes… please give me a real spanking, Sir.” He nodded, and soon enough she wondered what the hell she had asked for. His hand continued to swat her bottom until she was squirming and trying to crawl away. She reached back with her hands but found them both captured and pinned to the small of her back.

He spanked her again and again and watched her little bottom turn from a light pink to a bright red.
He alternated between her cheeks, loving the way her bottom bounced under his swats. She began to beg for him to stop, but when he gave a punishment spanking, it was definitely not a short, easy one. He continued to redden her bottom, his hand easily covering its entirety. She fought for only a bit longer before she collapsed across his lap, her submission obvious. He spanked her cheeks a few more times and then stopped. She cried but wasn’t struggling or trying to escape. He traced the red blotches on her upturned bottom and then dipped his finger between her thighs. She moaned and shivered as he found an enormous amount of wetness coating his finger.

“
Open your legs, Bella.” He slid a finger inside her pussy and she moaned louder. He slid another finger inside her and was soon slowly thrusting them in and out of her. Her tears stopped and she began to move her hips up and down, urging him to fuck her harder. “What do you need, Bella?” She shuddered as he added a third finger. He entered her slowly, too slowly. She didn’t answer. He stopped his fingers and said, “Isabella, not answering is unacceptable. Do you need me to take a paddle to this tender little bottom?”

She froze for a moment
, and when he acted as if he were going to lift her off his lap, she screamed, “No! Please, no paddle… don’t spank me again!”

He grinned and moved his fingers another inch into her wetness.
She moaned and begged, “Fuck me, Sir, I need you to fuck me!” He grinned and used his fingers to pleasure her. She moaned louder, and when he lifted her to straddle his lap, she reached down and guided his cock into her body. She groaned with relief as he filled her. Soon she was riding him hard, her hands braced against his chest. He kept his hands under her bottom and squeezed the tender skin, causing her to moan and ride him faster.

“
Come for me Bella; come on my cock.” She felt him begin to pinch the red skin of her bottom, his fingers moving from spot to spot. She felt her body shake, and as he pinched her hard, she screamed with her orgasm. He was soon thrusting up into her and came as she came yet again. He felt her collapse against his chest, her red hair tangled and some strands clinging to her face. He tenderly pushed the hair away from her face and tucked them behind her ear. He held her against him, keeping her bottom cradled in his hands. He looked down and saw the redness of her spanked bottom almost matched the fire of her hair. He grinned in satisfaction, remembering her squeals as he had repeatedly pinched her red-hot rear.