She feels his hand go down to her butt cheeks from her waist; her body naturally makes them stick out to him more. His hands ghost over her them and a hard slap lands on her left butt cheek."Ahhh!!" She moans and groans at the same time, all of sudden, she feels him rip the back of her night dress in one go from behind. She hears clinking noises, of what it seems like something brittle is jiggling. Isabelle just realized he took off his pants and she knows exactly what is coming next; she knows very well she will pay for the statement she made a while ago.
He makes her lean on the counter, head against the cold marble. Without waiting any longer he moves her underwear aside and enters her hard. She gasps at the sudden action, biting her lips she holds onto the kitchen counter tightly. He starts moving hard in and out of her holding onto her waist. "Oh so sexy!" He says and slaps her butt cheek again. She moans loudly throwing her head back. He makes her feel so good, she needs to see him and she wants to touch him. He pulls her hair making her arch her back while thrusting in her in a faster and harder pace, she screams feeling him deep inside her.
"You like it! Mhmm, tell me how good am I making you feel even though you're being a naughty girl." He says and makes her back hit his chest and sucks on her neck harshly. "Ahh!! Zen! You make me.... feel so good, so good!" She says with difficulty. He pulls out and turns her around all of a sudden and picks her up by her waist and makes her sit on the counter. She watches him pull her thighs apart, so she keeps the open for him to get easy access. Whenever she makes comments on how clingy Zen can get at times it triggers him and it results him to get very rough with her, which she likes for the most parts. He enters her again and this time moves slowly in circular motion looking right in her eyes. She stares back at him feeling the need to touch him, but she doesn’t instead she holds onto the kitchen counter as hard as possible moaning loudly throwing her head back.
"Look at the way you're sucking me in! Damn you're so tight!" He says groaning and starts moving faster. She looks at him screaming as she feels her high approach. He starts thrusting harder and faster than before, while rubbing the bundle of nerves sending shocks of pleasure coarse through her body. She moans loudly and climaxes all over him, he pulls out and makes her go on her knees. "Open your mouth, wide open with your tongue out." He commands while wrapping his fingers around his shaft. She opens her mouth as wide as possible and sticks her tongue out. He puts the tip of his hardness in her mouth and pumps the rest groaning. She keeps her mouth open and stares at the expressions he's making. Suddenly, he groans loudly and shoves his hardness in her mouth completely, she chokes feeling him hit the back of her throat.
He keeps himself there choking her and pulls out after a while, she coughs and wipes her mouth that's full of her own saliva with the back of her hand. He smirks seeing her like that and shoves himself in her mouth again. She chokes again and holds onto his thighs for support. He instantly pulls out and jerks her hands off him harshly and slaps her. She holds onto her cheek looking up at him as tears starts to gather in the corner of her eyes. He has been rough before but he never slapped her maybe this time he got a little too carried away. "I don’t want you to touch me right now!" He yells.
She gulps feeling scared and hurt, Zen tends to be harsh to her from time to time. She bites the insides of her cheek to stop the tears from coming out of her eyes. But it does, a tear rolls down her cheek. "Sorry, it won't happen again." She says swallowing the rest of her tears. He holds her chin harshly and makes her look at him; she keeps her gaze down not being able to look up at him. "You are going to be a trouble for me aren't you?" He says smirking and takes her hand and puts them on the counter behind him, so that she can hold them for support. "Open up." He says slapping his hardness on her lips, Isabelle stares up at him for a while and slowly she opens her mouth, when she does he shoves himself in it. She starts to suck him again; he groans loudly more like growls and releases his sticky juices in her mouth. Isabelle looks up at him and swallows all of it; he says nothing and keeps on staring down at her while trying to catch his breath. After a while he pats her head and puts his pants back on and walks out of the kitchen. She keeps on sitting on the kitchen floor while her tears start rolling down her cheeks.
Isabelle slowly stands up holding her night dress and makes her way up to their bedroom with tears in her eyes. She always feels defeated, it’s like she couldn’t make Zen feel the love and respect she has for him. Maybe her love wasn’t enough for him to feel secure enough, somewhere deep down his insecurities are getting in between them and might end up ruining all the good things they have. She slowly steps off the last stair and leans on the railing for a while and lets her tears fall. “I don’t know how else to love you Zen.” She whispers to herself and slowly stands up straight and wipes her tears and gets in the bedroom. She feels so defeated by everything she has been trying so hard to give the reassurance that he needs but she is failing every single time. The bedroom is empty there is no sigh of Zen in it, he probably is drinking in study, she thinks to herself and slowly walks in the washroom to freshen up.The basement is very dimly lit; Daniel keeps on looking at the closed doors to make up what they hold behind them. A part of him is very paranoid and can’t believe that a complete stranger is helping him for no apparent reason. It’s quite unbelievable for him to wrap his head around the fact that someone won’t be asking for something in return from him, all his life he has been used; even his own mother used him for her own advantage. “This is the only spare room we have, it’s quite small but I know you will manage.” Cheyenne splashing him a small and pushes a small door by the kitchen. Daniel slowly walks in and looks around the empty room. It has nothing; no even a bed. &
Daniel stares at the morning sun from inside the cafe, he closes his eyes and soaks in the sunlight that is falling on him through the glass wall by which he has been sitting on for quite some time now. Cheyenne is busy cleaning up the cafe with the other staffs as it is almost time to open up the cafe, she brought him along with her as she didn’t want him to feel alone. When she was getting ready Daniel had already woken up and was sneaking around the house; most probably so that he doesn’t make any sound and wake up the others. “Hey Daniel, what would you like to have for breakfast? We have nice pancakes you want some?” She asks after sta
“So what’s his deal?” Antony asks Cheyenne while helping her clean the dishes. Dinner time dishes are Cheyenne’s to do but Antony is helping her as she is tired after the long shift. “He was stuck in a mental asylum and he isn’t from here either he is a New Yorker.” She tells him while washing up the last plate. “How did he end up here in Chicago?” He wipes the plate and puts it on the rack. “I don’t know I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable with all the questioning but I know that he is madly in love with a girl and he wants to go to her.” She sighs while wiping her hand on the kitchen apron she is wearing. “Then why doesn’t he go to them? And he kind of creeps me out with his intense gaze, he doesn’t even talk much.” He walks to the fridge and takes ou
“Tell me about her tell us what happened to you.” Cheyenne makes Daniel sit on the couch beside her after bringing him down from the tattoo shop. “I don’t want to talk about the past.” Daniel stares at his lap silently. She slowly holds his chin and makes him look at her, his dried down tear stains are visible on his cheeks, his nose is a shade of crimson red due to him rubbing it constantly. A soft smile appears on her face while she wipes the residue of tears from his eyes. “Okay, fine we won’t talk about her but I think it will be wonderful if you started working in my cafe with me. What say? Won’t it be nice?” She asks him. Daniel slowly smiles at her and nods his h
It is a nice summer night, warm breeze blowing inside the cottage Isabelle and Zen are leaving in. She loves it, every moment of it. She is sitting by the open balcony and staring at the ocean while sipping on a cup of coffee. Tim is fast asleep in his room and Zen has gone out to do some business meetings. Even on vacation he has to work, Isabelle sighs and stares at the abundance of water in front of her. Her mind subconsciously slips to the memories of the past. A smile comes up on her face recalling moments she spent with Daniel planning a vacation just like this.She slowly puts down the coffee cup from her hand on the nicely polished wooden porch and starts w
“I’m sorry I don’t I... I’m sorry Zen.” She whispers looking down at her lap. “You are mine you hear me?! Just mine!” He gets in front of her and holds her face in his large hand and squeezes her
Isabelle gets on her elbows and stares at him while trying to catch her breath. He takes off his clothes and throws them on the floor and gets on the bed and stares down at her. It’s like her body is his temple and he wants to worship it forever. Her touch, her affection and mostly her tears give him a euphoric rush that he doesn’t get anywhere else. A part of him that is still sane knows how unhealthy his desires are, the things he gets pleasure out of are so vile and filthy that sometimes his own subconscious gets disgusted by him.“You don’t know what you do to me Belle, when his name falls out of your pretty lips it makes me so mad. It turns me into a monster, just hearing his name drives me crazy Isabelle. Then why do you keep doing it babygirl?” He slowly gets on top of her and cages her torso in between his muscular thighs. She stares at him, fear settling in her heart realizing how dark his aura got. A part of her knows the behavior Zen p