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I Wanna Love You Down

Isabella Tramaine’s Condominium  
New York, New York
 
Fifth Avenue

Isabella rendered the thought but remained passive on the subject. She has just given this man the most precious gift a woman can offer to a man before marriage, her virginity. She allowed the feelings to sink in and comfort her confused soul. She consoled her mind that she had no regrets.
 
Steffen became concern due to Isabella’s silence. He withdrew his semi-flaccid manhood and slid off her sideways.
 
“Are you alright?”
 
“Yes. I never felt so content in life; I never once imagined my first time with a man would make me feel physically elated.”
 
“Wait a minute.” Steffen positioned himself sideways on a bent elbow. He twirled a lock of her hair around his finger and landed a kiss to her lips. “Am I missing something here?”
 
“Haven’t you been listening to a word I’ve said? What I’m trying to tell you is you were the first man I ever made love with.”
 
Steffen did not know if he should laugh or go along with Isabella’s false deception. His preference was to believe the second settlement. Steffen sat up.
 
“The dress you were wearing at the fundraiser and the way you practically let me make love to you.” Not to mention the other’s man arms I witnessed you in Steffen thought to himself. “Who would have guessed?”
 
“So what are trying to imply?”
 
“Absolutely nothing belle.” Steffen kissed the side of Isabella neck. “It’s very hard to believe a beautiful donna of your sensuality and age was still, so, so..., untouched.”
 
Isabella crossed her arms over her chest in defiance.
 
“Oh come now my love,” Steffen whispered in her ear. He begin nibbling on her earlobe. “You tasted succulent, and you felt like a leisure stroll through paradise.” Steffen’s words caused Isabella to smile.
 
“Correct me if I am wrong Steffen, but isn’t the phrase, a walk through paradise?”
 
“Yes, you are correct belle. However, I must admit what I recently experience with you was no walking. I had ample time to smell the roses, taste the nectar, and plant a seed.” Steffen stroked Isabella’s cheek. “You look like a slice of heaven to me, being that I’m a mon with an earthly appetite, I will be returning for second blessings.” Steffen’s manhood began to stir. He sat up and leaned over her.
 
“Let me make love to you belle, again and again.”
 
Steffen opened Isabella’s legs with his thighs; he topped her body with his.
 
He cupped his manhood and stabbed it inside her dampen pussy walls. He palmed the mattress and plunged it deeper; blending his pre-cum within her wetness.
 
Isabella palmed Steffen’s chest and leaned up. She licked up and down his upper chest. Her tongue greeted mounds of rippled muscles. She suckled his chest, and then licked over a nipple.
 
“Oh baby, you do not know what you’re doing to me.”
 
Steffen pushed his shaft inside her even farther.
 
Their lovemaking took on a new dimension.
 
Isabella became more aggressive and bolder. She touched Steffen in sensitive places then watched his responsive expressions.
 
Steffen licked around, and then under Isabella’s breast.
 
She immediately giggled.
 
Isabella palmed Steffen’s face, pulled it down, and licked over his lips.
 
She seesawed her pussy up and down, while intensifying the kiss.
 
Steffen hammered his dick attentively.
 
Isabelle closed her eyes, and allowed her body to be carried away by the weakening emotions.
 
“Steffen I’m about to cum.”
 
“Let…let me feel you.”
 
Steffen plummeted his dick deeper. He closed his eyes, threw his head back, and ejaculated.
 
“Ugg,” he grunted.
 
Isabella moved faster. She held him tighter and climaxed.
 
“Ooooo Steffen.”
 
She held onto him tighter.
 
Steffen looked down into Isabella’s eyes. He held his manhood in place.
 
“Yes…beautiful one. You will be the only womon whose tight pussy feeds this dick inside of you.”
 
“I will be honored.”
 
Steffen leaned down and kissed Isabella’s lips. He moved his sagging manhood inside of her. He inched his body back and took a deep breath.
 
“You are a natural bedtime high Mr. Galeio.”
 
Steffen leaned his head down and whispered in her ear, “who said anything about anyone getting any sleep tonight.” He stuck his tongue inside her ear.
 
“I…I surely didn’t.”
 
Steffen twisted the tip inside her ear canal. His mouth swiped over her earlobe; his mouth dragged alongside her cheek. He kissed her mouth and inched back.
 
Isabella leaned her face forward and kissed him on his chest; she suckled his skin, turning it a deep reddish shade.
 
Steffen’s body shuddered from Isabella’s touches.
 
Steffen remained atop of her for a moment longer, before easing himself off her sideways.
 
Steffen pulled Isabella within the circle of his arms.
 
“So the beautiful donna has a ticklish spot?”
 
Steffen kissed the top of Isabella’s forehead.
 
“Yes, and I admire you for the way you found it.”
 
“I’ll be privileged if you could accompany me to dinner.” Steffen glanced at his Gold Accutron watch. “This evening.”
 
Both laughed.
 
Steffen played with Isabella’s fingers and imprisoned her fingertips with his lips.
 
“I might be able to be persuaded with the right course of action.”
 
“Emerald eyes with wicked thoughts, I love it. This course of action, does the donna care to be more specific?” Steffen openly challenged her.
 
“As a matter of speaking I could. Seeming tonight is still young. How about we…”
 
The doorbell rang.
 
“Are you perhaps expecting, someone?” Steffen emphasized the last word.
 
“No, and I can’t imagine who it could be, excuse me.”
 
Isabella flipped the comforter back and got out the bed.
 
Steffen did not miss anything. He watched the way Isabella gracefully maneuvered around the bedroom. Her indulging form stirred in him an emotion he was not ready to accept.
 
“Can I help the beautiful donna find something?”
 
Steffen swapped Isabella’s derrière lightly while she bent over to retrieve one of her house shoes.
 
Isabella turned around and smiled at Steffen.
 
“The donna is fine.”
 
Isabella held up her reward then dropped it to the floor. She stepped into the matching house shoe.
 
He could come to rely on this kind of comfort from her he thought. Steffen loosened his emotional guard.
 
Maledizione, life was good he thought. He appreciated his sound health, his billion dollar Shipping Corporation, and having a beautiful donna on his arm. What’s next he thought?
 
Steffen sat up quickly. He rethought his emotional priorities. What was he thinking; this is only a temporary frame of mind for him…, isn’t it? Steffen knew answers in the past concerning issues of this nature use to resort to him so easily. Since he has been intimate with her, he seem to have no answers at all. One thing he could do was ride it out.
 
Isabella grabbed a black satin robe from off the bottom of the bed and put it on; she tied the robe belt tighter.
 
“Satin robe, how domestic, but I strongly prefer the acquired taste of what’s under that piece of garment.”
 
“You can be a very shameful man at times,” Isabella darted.
 
“Oh, I try not to disappoint my loyal fans, such as you.”
 
Isabella lifted a soft pillow from off the bottom of the bed, and threw it at him; she missed her mark instead Steffen caught it.
 
“Good hands, I’m impressed,” Isabella commented.
 
“They can be once you return.”
 
Isabella leaned over the bed and kissed Steffen.
 
“I’m going to appreciate the physical perks of our physical contract.”
 
Steffen pulled Isabella’s face closer and deepened the kiss. He inched her face back.
 
“I’ll make sure I rewrite this contract, and believe me, it will be non-negotiable, and no one else will see it but you and me.” Steffen squeezed one of Isabella’s breasts.
 
The doorbell rang again.
 
Isabella clasped Steffen’s chin and quickly kissed him. She kissed his nose, and then his cheek. She placed one knee on the bed.
 
“The door Signorina Tramaine.”
 
“Hum.”
 
“The door.”
 
“Oh, pardon me.”
 
“Not to worry beautiful, I’ll be here when you return.”
 
Isabella blushed after seeing the promise behind Steffen’s words.
 
“You better be Mr. Galeio.”
 
She walked out her bedroom, and entered the living room. She begin to pick up the disregarded clothes from off the floor; the memory leading up to the bedroom had her about to get rid of the unwelcome company.
 
Isabella threw the clothes behind the chair; she went to answer the person who was now pounding on the door.
 
Isabella opened the door.
 
“May I….”
 
“Isabella... Love...”
 
“Devin what are you doing here at this hour?”
 
Isabella tied her robe belt tighter around her waist.
 
“When I was here earlier and took my pants off by the couch. I think my wallet must have fallen out, do you mind if I take a look?”
 
“Sure, go right ahead.”
 
Isabella held the door ajar.
 
Devin squatted down and looked under the couch. He stood and felt in the groves of the couch cushions.
 
“Aah, here it is.”
 
Devin returned his wallet to the safety of his back pants pocket.
 
“I’m sorry to have bothered you.” He kissed Isabella on the lips. “I will be leaving town early this morning and I didn’t want to take the chance of not locating you.”
 
“It’s no bother.”
 
“I’ll give you a call when I return.”
 
“Take care of yourself Devin.”
 
“Thank you, I will.”
 
“And good luck with your speech.”
 
Devin was halfway out the door. Isabella was about to close it. He stopped and turned around.
 
“Isabella, before you retire to bed. Be sure to lock both doors, there have been an increasing number of break-ins in this particular area.”
 
“Thanks for warning me.”
 
“Goodnight gorgeous.”
 
Devin crossed Isabella’s threshold and left.
 
Isabella closed and bolted the door locks. She walked into the kitchen, opened up the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of chilled white wine. She also removed a plastic small container of plump strawberries. “Oh let me not forget the whip cream, I think the occasion definitely calls for this,” Isabella cheerfully spoke out. She pushed the refrigerator door close
 
Isabella opened an embedded china cabinet and removed two long-stemmed champagne glasses. She placed all the items on a bi-lateral handle silver tray and closed the cabinet door.
 
Isabella walked back to the bedroom. She was not prepared for the scene that greeted her.
 
 
 
Copyright©SKC-2023
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
A chapter ripped out of one of my novels.

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