Chapter 1 :

'' My guardian ''

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

He placement her in his subdivision, her caput in one and legs on the early. He wraps her in the blanket and carries her upstairs and lays her in his bed, takes a speedy shower, and puts Cologne and a similar case to his last but this one charcoal gray.

Leaving the master toilet, he notices her tenuous movement in the bed indicating she is about to wake up. Seeing her lay in his bed he admires her feels lifelike, 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 voice soothes her, his low tone sends faint vibrations greeting her with loving kiss from her neck down her shoulder, and to her hand stroking her stamp, golden-brown smooth skin, she becomes more beautiful to him with every encounter.

Adjusting her lovely hazel oculus to the twinkle, lying on her face facing him, she smiles in the delectation of waking up to the mess 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 awake. I 'm sorry I fell asleep, you wore me down with the weight of your love life. '' Her actor's line make his heart smile as it shows on his face.

'' Can I get you anything before you leave for work dada ? '' Kissing his hand

'' No love, you 've done plenty. I brought you a meth of water supply. I figured you 'd be athirst when you woke up. '' With his fingers he brushes her foresightful non-white hair from her side `` I wanted to make sure you 're okay when I leave. I wo n't be gone long today. ``

He reaches into his suit jacket and pulls out his notecase. `` Here 's some money for something to eat '', handing her a one hundred dollar sign pecker and he writes his cellphone phone and mastermind office figure down on a objet d'art of paper and the address to the planetary house in case she decides to purchase order out. As he is speaking she sits upright, overwhelmed with gratitude, and kisses his lips interrupting him.

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

Looking to the flat coat. `` Believe it or not, since I 've been here my experience has not been remarkable. I quickly got caught up with the damage people and been in some hard position. You are one of the very few who 've been kind to me. ''

He lifts her heading and pulls her close to him to soothe her, as her words grieve his heart. `` I do recover that laborious to think, how the hell could mortal regale a woman as beautiful as you so horribly ? And your ex ? The coward that put you out in that storm, what 's his figure ? ''

'' His gens is Jamal, but they call him Tank in the streets. ''

'' storage tank ? In the streets ? What is he ? Some drug dealer ? '' Saint David asks looking bewildered

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

Seeing the shame 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 consider last-place night me offering you a ride was the in effect decision I 've made in yr ! ''

His voice brings peace to her. Her middle affectionately gaze upon him, disregarding her shame. `` I feel so comfortable with you. Like I can be myself. It 's been a farseeing time since I 've felt this way. '' She says softly.

'' I am curious to love though, '' he asks hesitantly, `` How in the world does somebody as adorable, and classy as you get caught up with some knucklehead ? '' He chuckles in unbelief.

'' Well long story curtly, after all the shining 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 long, and with who. ``

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

She chokes up, ineffectual to speak. He leans her head on his pectus, she nods her head signaling a yes to his interrogation. She breaks down crying as talking about it causes her to live over some of it in her mind.

He 's overcome with zeal for her, and anger toward him. `` Shhhh, it 's okay baby… It 's O.K.. '' He caresses and consoles her. `` I 'll take in care of it. How much of your affair did you leave there ? ''

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

'' That 's not for you to concern about. Now did you leave anything important there ? ''

She pauses and thinks for a moment `` honey it 's aught I would risk you going to get. ``

'' So the reply is yes. '' He confirms. `` Okay, when I get plate from work I 'll pay him a footling 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 passion 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 disclose her naked consistency, she hangs her arms around his neck opening attempting to carry him.

'' Why not ? Ca n't we just draw a blank 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 love for her touches her soul `` My protector. '' She declares. `` With all my strong point. '' He affirms. She kisses him `` The preference of your love is like angelical love to my lips I love your kiss '' He concedes his custody on her hips. They smile.

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

'' Yes of course I 'm young, not incompetent ! '' She says wittingly.

'' Legally, have sex ? ''

'' Yes, sister ! '' She laughs

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

Her eyes light up ! `` Really ? You 'd let me drive the Benz ? '' She bites her buns lip and gives a little happy bounce, causing her tits to jiggle.

'' Yes honey, just please, please be careful ! Need to put some gas in it so, here '' he takes back the hard currency and gives her his reference wag. `` Just get whatever you need okay ? '' His paw sliding from her pelvis to coerce and fiddle with her ass cheeks.

A huge spoiled teenage smiling Inner Light her face `` Yes daddy ! ''

His digit walk closer 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 well-chosen. '' He confesses.

'' Mmmm, and I love making you well-chosen, my B. B. King. '' Her soundbox invites his touch.

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

Her limb still around his cervix he fondles her stimulated mamilla gently tugging them pulling her body and brim to him, kissing her full backtalk intimately.

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

He kisses her neck

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

'' I just ca n't keep my men off of you ! '' He confesses. Drawing as much of her nipple into his oral fissure he can fit rolling his wet tongues around her slopped smooth nipple.

She gasps and moans her hands caressing his smooth bald head. She tenderly kisses his frontal bone as he pleases her breast `` My King… at to the lowest degree let me to lavish for you, our love still rests between my thighs… '' She breathily requests.

His phone inconveniently buzzes, they both sigh in letdown remembering he has to go to cultivate. He reaches into his suit crownwork and answers.

'' Yes ? ``

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

Destinee can hear a woman 's voice on the other end of the phone 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 demand attention of before coming in. ''

A look of Danton True Young teenage green-eyed monster comes over Destinee 's face.

'' Okay, Mr. tycoon, see you soon. ``

'' Yes, see you soon. ''

He hangs up.

'' Isabe -- '' She begins to ask as he interrupts

'' She 's just my repository, love. No one for you to be concerned about, I promise ! ``

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

'' Trust me, eff, I only want you and though it 's been a short time in some mysterious way, my nub already belongs to you. '' He contends.

She trusts his discussion and the sincerity of his cacoethes.

'' Okay, I believe you, my world-beater. '' She smiles.

'' But I do have to get out of here. I have a very crucial appointment today that I ca n't be lately to, someone already caused me to be behind on my preparation this dawning ! '' He smiles and they both laugh.

They kiss goodbye. He fetches his smoothie she made for him and heads off to work.

Chapter : 2

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

On his way to figure out, she sends him a text edition `` Hi daddy, just wanted to take trusted I had the right number ! '' With a smiley emoji along with a sexy nude of her getting into the shower.

He texts back `` I 'm sorry gentlewoman, you have the wrong number, but you can transport more pic if you 'd like ! ''

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

Arriving at the post, all he can call up about is her, her odor, her sweet articulation, her stacked and curvy body, though sporty he can still slightly smell the perfume of her slit on his sassing, he 's wound up just thinking about her, making it troublesome for him to centre on his work.

There is a knock on his door.

'' Come in ! '' He says.

'' Mr. King, expert to see you this morning ! I hope all is well ? ''

Smiling and holding a coffee cup in her right deal and a vanilla extract pamphlet under her leave arm stands in the room access, 23 years old, Isabella Ramirez a lovely flyspeck, Shirley Temple Black and Spanish people biracial Spanish adult female with a piano oval typeface, and swooning browned skin. Her white rippled blouse suppresses her full-of-the-moon, firm breasts, and slightly unwrap cleavage, not a good deal just enough to cause one 's curiosity to jog. Her blouse contrasts her long lustrous, curly, lifelike dark cinnamon bark haircloth and eyes.

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

'' Eh-hmm '' he clears his pharynx. `` Did you pass off to see my filing cabinet for my viewing this afternoon ? ''

'' Yes, in fact, I did, '' she responds. Her voice is rough, warm, tempt, 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 berry just the way you like it ! '' She sets it on his desk. `` You truly are incredible Isabella ! I could n't ask for a bettor assistant. ''

'' wellspring thank you, Mr. queen, it 's my pleasance. If you fail, I fail, and we ca n't allow that. ``

'' wellspring I appreciate your difficult work, that is for indisputable ! I confess, my workload has become far more doable since I 've hired you. '' He announces in a professional feel. Trying not to look at her a good deal, maintaining his eye on his paperwork.

She watches him carefully, her eyes are fond of him. `` Your suit looks slap-up on you by the way. '' Trying to get his heart back on her.

'' Thank you, Macies had a nice sale finally hebdomad. '' Trying to keep the conversation casual.

'' Some lucky young lady she must be, to deliver the privilege of your care ? ''

If not for his brown skin he would be as white as a ghost `` Did I tell anyone about Destinee ? ! shtup ! How does she know ? '' He plays it cool while still filling out the form pretending to stay 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 felicitous 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 different about you this morning ? ''

'' That is ? '' He inquires

'' wellspring for starters, you 're never late, you 're normally the first one here. Second, you 're awkwardly distant with me, lastly… You 're Not wearing your hymeneals band. ''

David stops dead in his tracks from writing, looks to his left hand. He had COMPLETELY forgotten had n't put it back on ; he 's get into it every day since Claudia died out of his love for her. Yet, All of his lovemaking with Destinee has his thoughts 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 professional person lifespan separate. I hired you to aid organize my workload, not my love life. If anyone has any interrogative sentence about my life outside of work, tell them they can ask me personally and they 'll receive the same answer, do I make myself clear ? ''

Aggravated, and a bit damage. 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 dismiss it.

'' So I guess your tongue down my throat meant nothing to you then ? ``

She asks challengingly.

She can secern she caught his aid as his jaw clinch, his index and middle fingers of his right helping hand rhythmically tap on the shining top of his heavy, rich-brown wooden desk like that of a horse galloping.

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

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

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

'' You truly are a spell of work, you know that ? '' Her brass is acute, her center inflamed in ire and affection.

He rolls his chair back from his desk, stands up, straightens out his courtship crown 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 head to the side `` pínche pendejo ( fucking bunghole ) do you think I 'm afraid of you ? I have 4 older brothers that 'll whoop your ass if you lay a digit on me ! '' She tells him, loud enough to piss him off but lull 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 compeer. Hands in his air pocket, shoulders back, chest out `` First of all, I 'll whip all your crony 's asses before my future naming. Second, if I were you I 'd be extremely, careful of what you say next because it could very damn well be your terminal in my authority ! ''

The tension in the office hastily becomes heavy and electric.

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

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

Staring in his drinking chocolate eyes, she leans in as if she 's going to kiss him, but rather she places her maroon lipstick covered back talk to his ear and sensually rustling with an dialect `` How about this, you have no cue how foresighted I 've craved for you to twist me over this desk of yours and fuck this tight, Virgo the Virgin coochie. But now I see, you 're just like the others. Whoever she is, you chose amiss, I promise ! '' She slowly draws her head teacher back from his, closely watching his perplexed and shocked verbalism.

He pulls himself together quickly, thinking to himself ( two can act that plot ) removing his decent paw from his pocket he looks into her oculus, gently brushes her curly Cinnamomum zeylanicum hair from her shoulder, behind her ear firmly, and graciously clutches the back of her neck with his large work force. Taken by surprise her weapons system fall limp to her incline, enticed by his touch. He pulls her snuggery and tight into him close enough that she can feel his manhood through his pant leg, making her moist for him.

'' Jacques Louis David ? '' She gasps affectionately and blushes her languid eyes locked onto him.

'' Shhh '' He softly shushes her and romantically caresses the corner of her mouth with the quarter round of his left bridge player then carefully wraps his arm around her waist making her smell secure. He shrouds her in the manliness of his strength and the affectionateness of his bosom.

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

Her hands latch on to his face embracing him, as he gently draws her head back with a fist good of hair exposing her neck causing her to lift her leg as the split in her skirt reveals her smooth thigh meat he tightly grips her second joint holding it up, her adhesive friction on him tightens.

She closes her centre preparing for him to kiss her. He intimately nuzzles her neck `` Yesss this is what I 've wanted… '' she softly moans from her quivering lip as she nervously milk sickness.

'' Yeah ? This is what you 've wanted from me ? '' Sliding his hand on her thigh finisher to her wetness.

'' Sssss… Sí papí ( Yes daddy ) '' licking her lips.

He whispers in her ear in a abstruse sexy vocalism :

'' Escucha atentamente, niña ( hear to me closely, fiddling fille ) if you ever, speak to me like that again in my office, or if I even get the feel that your thinking about my shaft pleasing your afters, lilliputian slit, I 'll have your sexy, beautiful, plump ass fired expeditiously for sexual harassment. Do I realize myself cleared ? '' He places his ear to her lips anticipating an answer.

She unexpectedly presses her luscious lips onto his ear, practically kissing it answers `` Crystal, jefé ( foreman ) ! '' in a defiant and mocking whole step, the breathing time of her spoken language tingles down his ear to his cervix, summoning a titillating sensation in him. She angrily bites her lip seeing that he managed to mix up her, wrick her on and take a leak her off simultaneously.

Irritated with him, she pushes herself out of his teasing grip, turns around, and manner of walking towards the doorway, her heels click-clacking on the wooden base. His eyes are helplessly captivated by her tight leather wickedness maroon wench hugging her good ass.

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

She turns to him, her centre watering.

'' I meant what I said ! ''

'' Sí jefe ( yes boss ) '' She scowls at him before she turns her back to him. Pausing before opening the door to gather her emotions and be strong, as if zero had transpired and she walks out.

David leans back on his desk shaking his fountainhead trying to figure out what the hell is going on.

Chapter : 3

'' Can You do Home and Eat, First ? ``

St. David and Isabella remove separate railway car to the exhibit of the house. Still angry with him Isabella keeps her distance but does n't draw too much aid to herself so as not to ruin the deal, only periodically catching eyes.

'' So Mr. and Mrs. Lennox Robinson, what do you intend ? '' Saint David asks.

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

'' perfect ! '' St. David says ( His phone begins to buzz in his causa jacket ) he shakes men with them. `` Queen Isabella, will admit it from here and we 'll get the paperwork process started okay ? ``

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

David reaches for his phone.

'' You know you two work nifty together, '' Mrs Sir Robert Robinson says. She purposely susurration loud enough that Isabella hears `` If I were you, young man, I 'd shit a motion. Pretty one like her do n't abide undivided for long '' She smirks.

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

He answers his phone.

'' Hi, Daddy ! ''

'' Hey love everything okay ? '' Sounding touch on

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

'' Well… '' Isabella walks the duet outside to their car. They catch eyes on her way out. Jacques Louis David turns his rachis to her looking out the windowpane over the sinkhole and brings his representative down a bit.

'' A bit disorderly, with a few surprisal along the way but nothing I ca n't plow. I closed the deal today ! ``

'' What ? praise ! '' We should lionize when you get base !

'' I 'd have a go at it to, baby ! But we need to get your matter from Jamal 's place first and then, we 'll lionise ! ''

There is a quiet on the phone

'' howdy ? ''

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

'' Why so quiet ? ''

'' My love, he is dangerous. ''

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

'' No dearest, I 'm serious, please forget this alone I beg you. I care more about you than I do any of the thing that I left there. ``

'' And I told you, that to ache you is to hurt me. That Sir Noel Pierce Coward needs to pay for what he 's done to you. ``

'' You really do it me do n't you daddy ? ``

'' Yes, I do love you. ``

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

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

'' It 's a surprise, something Delicious, but I promise you 'll have a go at it it ! ``

David smiles `` Your so cherubic love I 'll be home shortly. ``

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

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

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

David turns to the kitchen doorway.

She 's enraged and harm. Her arms are folded, a tear streaming down her face, her head is tilted.

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

Her eyes squint.

'' Do you fuck her ? '' Her voice handclasp with pain.

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

'' Do you bed her ? ! '' Her voice filled with torment and anger.

'' Why ? ``

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

David stands there not knowing what to say.

'' I need to know if you truly eff her, because if not then I still stand a hazard. '' She begins to unbutton her blouse. With her swaying hips, she draws herself closer to him.

'' Isabella ! What are you doing ? '' He nervously asserts `` I told you about this ! ``

'' Yes but we 're not in the business office, are we ? '' She passionately objects.

He clenches his jaws and his ventilation becomes heavy.

Her blouse is unbuttoned `` You told me that our kiss was a mistake. raise it ! ``

Saint David is deeply conflicted. Isabella is gorgeous and untouched by any man and here she is offering herself to him. With all his might he keeps his eye on hers fighting not to look down.

Her blouse is parted, her boob is nearly exposed, her nude-colored strapless bra is revealed.

'' Kiss me and evidence to me that you do n't feel anything. '' His dick print is obtrusive in his trouser leg ; She bites her lip looking down at his crotch, seeing his cock grow in his pants.

'' Queen Isabella, I can not and will not do this, if you take another step 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 special. I was just biding my time waiting for you to notice me and I thought finally you did two workweek ago ! '' Her blouse drops to the flooring along with her bra.

'' piece of ass ! '' David blurts out gaping at her beautiful full chest and mass medium size, dusky rose, perky nipples.

'' Whatever you thought we had, ca n't be ! You work for me, Queen Isabella. I do n't fuck workfellow especially in a node 's nursing home, this is not why I hired you ! ``

You can find out the difference of opinion of desire and concern in his articulation. He does n't want to ache Destinee, yet he cares for Isabella, more than a fellow worker but he 's never intentionally tried to thwart that line. Maybe some toying here and there but he had no clue she felt this way about him he thought maybe the osculation was a mutual misapprehension. But he is severely wrong ; she 's wanted him since she 's repose center on him and she is willing to sacrifice it all.

'' Mí Amor… osculation me again, prove to me that it was a fault that you do n't feel what I feel. If so I 'll never bring it up again. '' Standing nose to wind with him. She grabs his hands gently, locking her finger's breadth with his `` Isabe -- '' She interrupts

'' So many nights have I laid in my bed and touched myself thinking about you. '' She softly utters. His respiration increases he ca n't trust how stunning she is, her petite curvaceous body, tight tummy decorated with a ball field belly ring.

'' But it never feels right, not without you. David, I want you to touch me, crap me a woman. I want you to be my first… My only ! '' She uses his custody to rub her melon-sized breasts.

'' My God ! '' David groans breathlessly and the soft, finespun grain of her breasts greet the palm of his hands.

He clasps them in his manpower gently, licks his lip admiring her flawless breast. Honored that she allowed him to touch parts of her that no other man has.

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

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

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

Enamored with him she pulls herself into him, closes her eyes, and buries her face into his neck, lavishing him with kisses, as St. David exhales in delight. She begins unbuttoning his shirt. She tenderly kisses his choker bone. Inwardly he wants to resist her, but every time he tries her tender kiss provokes his desire. Finding the enduringness to resist he snap up her munition `` Isabella I I ca n't do this. '' Panting from pleasance, he barely gets his words out, graciously pulls from quenching the thirst of her longing desire onto him.

'' Lie to me, and tell me you do n't want this ! '' Looking into his heart. Hers is filled with warmness, mania, tenderness, fondness for him. His confusion, conflict, and yes, passion.

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

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

His shirt is fully unbutton and untucked, he watches as her soft and firm hands scale down the bend of his hard abs, clutches his cincture with her hand tucked halfway down his briefs she yanks him forward to her kissing him.

But not just any kiss, she lavishes him with what feels like a lifetime of love locked and stored away only to finally be unleashed now this moment ! She licks his back talk with a longsighted apoplexy of her warm wet knife and sucks them into her mouth, David moans in delight and satisfaction as pre-cum oozes from his stiff, hard tip. `` You taste so effective ! '' She moans, basking in his presence. Her osculation unearths the lovemaking for her he had hidden in his heart.

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

'' Shhh, it 's okey Mí armor, make up for it now and attain sweet lovemaking to me ! '' Her mellifluous voice entices him.

His heart gives in, he receives her dearest. His hold on her weapon system releases allowing her to remove his suit crownwork. He returns her kisses.

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

Their hands roam freely on each other now, kissing voraciously. She fiercely unbuckles his pants. He unzips her skirt and drops it to the floor revealing her dim thong he grips her juicy ass spreading her cheeks, `` Ay Sí Papí ! Sí ! '' She exhales, trembling from his touch sensation together they slowly swirl each early 's tongue tasting each other, pleasing each other intimately without hesitation right now cipher else exists to them as they allow the fire of dear to consume them.

With repose, he raises her by her ass up onto the return she spreads her second joint wide of the mark for him, he kisses her neck, her thorax, her firm already stimulated and sensitive, untouched nipples the feeling of his byssus tracing his kisses over her body is what she 's longed for since laying eyes on him this is what she 's waited for. `` screw me Papí, please ! ? '' She begs him !

Reaching into his pants and groaping for his foresightful, fat pleasure stick she does n't lay eye on it, but she feels his girthy meat she strokes his length reaching his tip her thumb grazes his slit, and feels his quick viscous pre-cum they both groan in passion `` Ay Dios mío Papí, por favor ! ( oh my God papa, please ! ) '' She groans, and begs !

As she grips his meat David has a flash of Destinee in his mind caressing his cock telling him `` This belongs to me ! '' Her typeface is in the forefront of his idea ! His kisses on Isabella drawback. `` My King, my love come with me ? '' It 's as if he can see her audibly not just in his nous. Everything around him begins to fade.

'' Mí Amor ? '' Isabella calls to him. `` My King my love life, you belong to me ! '' Destinee 's voice calls him again as if he 's in a trance. He quietly, faintly calls out to her as if she 's in the room `` Destinee… '' Both their center snap clear simultaneously, his out of fearfulness, and hers from anger, and shock.

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

She squints her center and list her head, `` Des -- '' she begins mouthing trying to understand what he said. `` Destinee ? Is that her figure ? That 's her name is n't it ? ! '' Tears flow down the lenient freckles of her boldness, her vox breakage, she sucks in her lip, her brow weighed down she shakes her principal in unbelief, her shoulders slump. `` So you do ... love her ? You were thinking of her the whole time ? And here I am dullard enough to think I could earn you mine. '' `` Isabella it- it 's not like that ! ''

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

'' Isabella the Catholic ! ''

'' FUCK YOU ! '' She pushes him on his chest of drawers. being unassailable than her he does n't move much, just takes a step back giving her space. She jumps down from the counter and pushes him again. He 's break dance her fondness into slice. He gently tries to bear her hands `` Isabella the Catholic can you just listen -- ''

She quickly snatches her deal away and slaps the shit out of David ! So hard his head turns. David licks his lip to taste for descent and touches it just to be sure, turning from the sight of his blood dripped finger back to her, he says calmly `` I 'm not even angry I understand. The starting time one is dislodge but I 'm not going to let you keep hi --. '' In a flash, she backhand 's him ! `` Pínche Pendéjo ( fucking whoreson ) '' she spits on his pectus, and pushes him again !

Tears in her centre, she 's angered, she 's shaking from the painful sensation of him choosing another cleaning lady over her and it is unbearably painful. He makes one lowest attempt to hold her she reluctantly allows him.

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

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

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

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

'' An swearword ? To a charwoman, you hardly have sex ? ! '' She rips out of his arms.

cry in a mad furore she reaches to the counter grabbing a knife `` I got your fucking oath ! '' lunging at Jacques Louis David he quickly gets controller of her wrist joint and twists it freeing the tongue she tries to knee him `` I said ENOUGH ! '' He shouts !

But a combination of her losing equipoise and him trying to labour her leg causes her to fall and hit her drumhead on the get down cabinets.

He instantly reaches for her, but she shoves his hand 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 passion for him, strangely enough, makes him realize just how much she loves him, and seeing her on the floor broken like this is tearing him apart. `` Isabella ! '' he squats down to incline to her. She pushes him backward making him land on his ass sitting upright piano. `` I HATE you ! '' She confesses pointing her digit at him.

Both of them sit there facing each early, their backrest on opposing cabinets gathering their breath.

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

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

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

Her words are like an pointer to his heart. `` You leaving m-, I-I mean quitting ? ''

She turns to him buttoning up her blouse, glaring at him, she fixes her haircloth. St. David still sits on the flooring taken back by all of what transpired this speechless. He knows not to say another discussion 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 nous, grabs her bag, and walks out.

All he can do is learn her as she storms out of the house. Half naked on this kitchen flooring he contemplates his circumstances and his choices. `` How the hell did I let this materialize ? ``

**To be continued**