LOGINI dropped my lips to the skin of her throat, sucking her neck and kissing it down to the lobe of her ears, I grazed my teeth against the lobe. My cock throbbed hard and I ground it on her.“Don’t think about anyone else, think about me. I’m going to make love to you right now.”I hooked my hands under her knees, pushing them towards her chest gently. I lowered my mouth to her wet pussy and ran my tongue over it, I suckled and teased her with my tongue, lapping at the essence of her wetness. A soft gasp escaped from her lips, then it turned to cries of want. I didn’t stop, I slid a finger deep inside her and began to stroke her.“Bruno.” She begged, her hips thrusting against my finger.I pulled away to get rid of my shorts, wrapping my fist around my cock, I began to stroke it gently then I proceeded to rub my head over her clit making her whimper in pleasure. I slip my head inside her pussy, and growled as I thrust all the way in. I plunge deeper making her cry out in pleasure. Her p
Bruno’s point of viewI shouldn’t have walked in, that was the first thought that rang in my head. I stood outside the bathroom door for a second longer than I should have, my hand was still on the handle like I haven’t fully processed what just happened.Then I stepped away fast, way too fast. I dragged a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply as I paced across the small hallway.“Get it together.” I muttered under my breath, but it didn’t work. My mind wouldn’t shut up, the image kept replaying.I leaned against the wall, closing my eyes briefly, I tried to keep breathing, to clear my head but it was getting difficult. I saw the image again.The scars, they were not ugly to me, not disgusting. But they were reminders, they told a story I already knew. A story that almost destroyed her, it fucking reminds me of my incapacity. My chest tightened painfully, I don’t want her to feel I would see her differently because of the marks, I know the stretch marks are as a result of child birth
Isabella’s point of viewI stood under the shower, letting the warm water run over my body. One thing that makes me prefer this bathroom to the one in my en-suite is because it makes me feel I am in a world of my own, a place where I can decide to shut out everything.It has been two days now and Bruno has been trying to make amends, he spends more time in the kitchen trying to prepare breakfast, lunch and dinner for me. It almost seemed like he belonged in the kitchen, but that didn’t fit the version of him I have been holding onto.I won’t deny the fact that he has been making good efforts, a consistent daily effort but still, I ignore him and I know that must be getting on his nerves. I can tell with the tension in the air when he sets a plate in front of me and receives nothing in return.After the kiss we shared two days ago, I’ve made sure nothing brings me closer to him. Though at times he tries to get closer, and mostly tries to move around me shirtless as if he wants to seduc
Bruno’s point of view“Careful, you are getting too close.” she murmured, lifting her chin slightly as I took cautious steps towards her, my hands itched to touch her. It’s been a year since I touched her, smelt her or had a taste of her sweet lips. I felt that part of me stir up, creating the awareness of how much I had missed her.“I know.” I replied, not stopping.She took two steps back as I took a step closer, this continued until there was nowhere left to move, the wall was already behind her, the selfish part of me was glad for this.My hand lifted before I had consciously decided to raise it, moving toward the curve of her jaw slowly, giving her the opportunity to pull away, she didn’t. She just watched me as my fingertips brushed her jaw.“Bruno,” She called out, my name in her mouth made me feel hot all over.“I hear you my love.” I whispered carefully, brushing my fingertips against her cheeks.“This isn’t fair. You can’t come back expecting everything to fall back into pla
Jealous Bruno Isabella’s point of viewI could feel the tension in the air, it was alive and right in the middle of it was Bruno.“Make yourself comfortable.” I said to Dave, gesturing toward the small sitting area. Dave stepped into the area with an easy smile, complete unaware of the storm brewing inside or maybe he sensed it and chose to ignore it. Smart man or very foolish.“Nice place.” He said, looking around. I rolled my eyes, this was the first time I will be inviting him in and it’s for a purpose best known to only me.“Thank you,” I replied, setting the basket on the table. I didn’t rush, every movement I made was slow, intentional and measured, just because I knew he was watching, still watching. I could feel Bruno’s gaze like heat against my skin, it was heavy, possessive and unyielding.“Would you like something to drink? The wine?” I asked Dave, already reaching for the wine.“I wouldn’t say no.” He replied, smiling.I stood up to grab two glasses, not three. That part
Isabella’s point of viewI knew the moment he decided to stay, it wasn’t something he said and it wasn’t something he didn’t say. Bruno had always been like that, quite when he made decisions, dangerous when he followed through.And now, he was here in my space, in the life I built without him.I could feel his eyes on me, constantly. He was so relentless with it, and it was starting to get suffocating. Every movement I made, every step, every breath, he was watching, studying and memorizing, like I might disappear again if he looked away for even a second.And the most craziest thing about this was that he wasn’t discreet about it and it was getting on my nerves.I shifted slightly where I stood, adjusting the baby on my hip, he was still there, still staring. I took in a deep breath and faced him.“Do you mind?” I said finally, my voice flat and low.He didn’t look away, didn’t even shift his gaze away for a second.“Mind what?” He asked calmly, looking confused. I rolled my eyes at
As the helicopter descended through thick fogs, something that looked like a fortress emerged beneath us, the estate wasn’t just a mere house or mansion, it looked like a place built to keep enemies out and prisoners in with its towering pillars, strong iron gates designed like a snarling wolf.Two
Isabella’s point of view“What difference would it have made, would it have stopped you? Would you have change your mind.”“I don’t take virgins.” He replied, staring deeply into my eyes. I could still feel his whole length in me.I swallowed and tried to relax as I waited for him to pull out, I fe
Isabella’s point of viewI stepped into the bedroom and shut the door behind me, the room felt like a prison to me, this was Bruno’s room. It was enormous, but I still felt suffocated and choked. This room is going to be a constant reminder that I will forever be trapped with Bruno. A king size bed
I didn’t have to turn around to know who it was, he was already looking at me. I looked away waiting for them to reply him. But none of them did, I decided to keep mute too.“Isabella, don’t make me repeat myself.” I scoffed, trying my best not to yell at him.“You should ask your workers, not me.”







