Chapter 14: Still Joel
Querido diário,
Eu não esperava o quão bem meu relacionamento com Joel iria melhorar. A companhia dele sempre me faz sentir bem. E o sexo, meu Deus, é incrível. Nosso sexo parece melhorar cada vez que vamos para a cama.
Não estou falando apenas da parte física, embora isso seja certamente incrível. É a conexão, a intimidade, a maneira como entendemos os corpos e mentes um do outro. Nunca me senti assim com ninguém antes.
Ontem, depois de uma sessão particularmente intensa no dojo, Joel me convidou para ir até sua casa. Eu sabia o que ele estava pensando, e eu estava mais do que pronta. Assim que passamos pela porta, nossas roupas estavam saindo, nossas mãos vagando sobre os corpos um do outro como se não conseguíssemos o suficiente.
Levei-o até o quarto, empurrei-o para a cama e subi em cima dele.
Eu montei em seus quadris, esfregando-me contra ele, sentindo seu pau endurecer sob mim. As mãos de Joel agarraram meus quadris, seus dedos cravando em minha carne enquanto ele me guiava contra ele.
"Você é tão sexy, Isabella," Joel gemeu, seus olhos escuros de desejo. "Eu não consigo ter o suficiente de você."
Inclinei-me para baixo, capturando seus lábios em um beijo feroz e faminto. Nossas línguas duelavam, nossos dentes se chocavam enquanto nos devorávamos. Eu podia sentir o gosto do sal de seu suor, o muçulmano de sua colônia, o sabor cru e primitivo dele.
Interrompi o beijo, ofegante.
"Eu ainda não terminei com você", provoquei, um sorriso perverso brincando em meus lábios. Movi meus quadris, esfregando contra seu pau, provocando-o.
Joel riu, suas mãos agarrando meus quadris com mais força. "Ah, é mesmo? E o que você tem em mente, minha pequena raposa?"
Eu sorri, meus olhos brilhando com travessura. "Bem, que tal eu fazer você implorar por isso?"
Joel levantou uma sobrancelha, um sorriso brincava em seus lábios. "É mesmo? E como você planeja fazer isso?"
Inclinei-me e meus lábios roçaram sua orelha.
"Vou te deixar louco, Joel. Vou fazer você desejar meu toque, meu gosto, meu cheiro. Vou fazer você implorar por isso", sussurrei, minha voz baixa e sensual.
A respiração de Joel engatou, seu pau sacudiu embaixo de mim com minhas palavras. "Você está brincando com fogo, querida. Não tenho certeza se consigo lidar com isso", ele rosnou, suas mãos agarrando meus quadris com mais força, me incitando a me mover.
Eu ri, um som de puro sexo e poder. "Oh, eu acho que você consegue lidar com isso.
Na verdade, eu sei que você pode", eu sussurrei de volta, meus lábios roçando seu pescoço. Comecei a mover meus quadris novamente, esfregando-me contra ele, provocando-o com meu calor.
Joel gemeu, suas mãos apertando meus quadris. "Porra, Isabella, você está me deixando louco. Você sabe disso, certo?"
Eu sorri contra sua pele, minhas mãos subindo até seu peito, arranhando gentilmente minhas unhas em seu torso, deixando rastros vermelhos em seu rastro. "Mmm, essa é a ideia, baby. Eu quero te deixar louca.
"Quero fazer você perder o controle", murmurei, sentindo uma emoção de poder e desejo correndo por minhas veias. Eu podia sentir o corpo de Joel tenso sob mim, seus músculos se enrolando como uma cobra pronta para atacar.
"Você está jogando um jogo perigoso, Isabella", Joel rosnou, sua voz carregada de necessidade e advertência.
Eu sorri, meus lábios roçando os dele. "Eu gosto de jogos perigosos, Joel. E você?"
A resposta de Joel foi um rosnado baixo e primitivo, enquanto ele nos virava, prendendo-me na cama com seu corpo.
Ele olhou para mim, seus olhos escuros de luxúria e desejo, um brilho perigoso em suas profundezas. "Você está certa, eu gosto de jogos perigosos, Isabella. Mas esteja avisada, eu sempre ganho."
Ele capturou meus pulsos em uma de suas mãos grandes, segurando-os acima da minha cabeça enquanto ele esfregava seus quadris contra os meus. Eu podia sentir seu pau, duro e pronto, pressionando contra minha entrada. Eu me contorci embaixo dele, tentando empurrar meus quadris contra ele, desesperada por mais.
"Por favor, Joel", implorei, minha voz um gemido baixo.
"Quero sentir você dentro de mim."
Os olhos de Joel brilharam de desejo, e ele lentamente abaixou seu corpo, pressionando a cabeça de seu pau contra minha entrada. Eu podia sentir o calor dele, a dureza, e me contorci embaixo dele, desesperada por mais.
"Você quer isso, não é, Isabella?" Joel rosnou, sua voz baixa e grave. "Você quer que eu te foda, que eu te encha?"
Eu assenti, minha respiração saindo em suspiros curtos e agudos. Por favor, sim."
"Implore por isso!", diz Joel com um sorriso maligno.
"Por favor, sim, eu quero. Eu quero você dentro de mim", eu imploro, meus quadris se contraindo contra os dele para enfatizar minha necessidade.
Ele me provoca, empurrando apenas a ponta antes de puxar para fora novamente, repetidamente. Cada vez que ele faz isso, eu posso me sentir ficando mais e mais molhada. Meu corpo está doendo por ele, desesperado para que ele me preencha completamente.
"Porra, você tem ideia do quanto eu amo ouvir você implorar, Isabella?" Joel geme.
"Isso me deixa louco.
Sua voz, seu corpo, o jeito como você se move contra mim... é quase demais", Joel disse asperamente, seus quadris se movendo lentamente, torturantemente, enquanto ele continuava a me provocar com estocadas superficiais.
Eu não aguentava mais. Eu precisava dele, todo ele, bem lá no fundo. Eu precisava senti-lo me preenchendo, me completando. Eu me contorci e empurrei meus quadris, tentando forçá-lo mais fundo, mas ele se manteve firme, seu aperto em meus pulsos como ferro.
"Por favor, Joel," implorei, minha voz rouca de desejo. "Todos vocês."
"Porra, não consigo resistir a ouvir você dizendo isso!", Joel diz antes de enfiar todo seu pau dentro de mim,
Tive um orgasmo imediatamente.
Meu corpo tremia e meus dedos dos pés se curvavam.
Joel estava olhando nos meus olhos enquanto ele começou a empurrar para dentro e para fora de mim com força e rapidez. "Porra, Isabella, eu adoro ouvir você implorar", ele diz entre dentes.
Minha resposta foi um gemido, cujo volume aumentava a cada estocada.
"Aaah!"
"God, Joel! Yes! Make me cum again!", I scream as he rams into me again and again.
Our bodies were slapping together, and I could feel the friction building up between us. I could smell our arousal, a mix of sweat and sex.
I could feel Joel's hot breath on my neck, his lips grazing my ear as he whispered, "You feel so fucking good, Isabella. So tight and hot around my cock."
His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I moaned, my hips lifting to meet his thrusts. "Joel, I'm so close," I gasped, my body tensing as the pleasure built inside me.
"That's it, baby. Come for me. I want to feel you come around my cock," Joel growled, his voice thick with lust.
He reached between us, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing it in tight, quick circles.
The combination of his cock filling me and his fingers teasing my most sensitive spot was too much. I felt my orgasm building, my body tensing, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Joel, I'm close," I whimpered, my body on the brink.
His words pushed me over the edge. I cried out, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over me. Joel gave me an unforgettable kiss and filled my pussy with his seed.
And there was also this time in her Dojo, after the last class. I was helping him to prepare to close the place when he called me to go to his office.
He closed the door and started kissing me. And I know Joel's kisses. There are the tender ones, the romantic ones, and that kiss in the office. The one who says Joel wants to fuck me.
He's kissing me in his office, his tongue plunging into my mouth, claiming me, marking me as his. His hands grab my ass, squeezing, pulling me against him, his hard cock pressing against my belly.
He breaks the kiss, panting, his eyes dark with lust. "I've been thinking about this all fucking day, Isabella," he growls, his voice low and gravelly. "About bending you over my desk, spreading your legs, and fuck... fuck, just fucking you raw. I can't wait until we reach my place."
I gasp at his words, my body responding instantly.
The thought of him taking me right here, right now, is so fucking hot. "Do it," I whisper, my voice ragged with desire. "I want it. I want you."
Joel growls, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he spins me around and presses me up against the desk. We took off our kimonos getting naked, our bodies still sweating from the last karate class.
I looked at Joel, his muscles still tense from the exertion of the session. His body was beautiful, strong and masculine, a testament to his years of training.
"You're so sexy, Isabella," Joel growled, his eyes roaming over my body. "I've been wanting to do this all day."
I smiled, my body aching with anticipation. "Me too," I whispered, my voice thick with desire.
Joel grabbed my hips and spun me around, bending me over the desk. I felt the cool wooden surface against my skin, the rough grain scratching at my nipples, making them harden even more.
I could feel Joel's hands on my back, his long fingers splayed out over my skin, tracing the lines of my ribs, my hips, my ass.
"You're so fucking beautiful, Isabella," Joel murmured, his voice a low growl that sent shivers down my spine. "Every time I look at you, I just want to fucking devour you."
I could feel his cock pressing against my thigh, hard and ready. I wanted it inside me, I wanted him to fuck me until we were both gasping and sweating. But I also wanted to draw this out, to make him work for it, to make him lose control.
I wiggled my ass, pushing back against him, feeling his cock slip between my thighs. "Not so fast, Joel," I teased, my voice a low purr. "I want you to earn it."
Joel groaned behind me, his hands tightening on my hips. "Earn it, huh? And how do you suggest I do that?"
I looked over my shoulder at him, my eyes heavy with lust. "Kiss me. Kiss every inch of me until I'm begging for your cock."
Joel chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent a shiver down my spine.
"As you wish, my lady," he murmured, his hands sliding around to cup my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples. I gasped at the contact, my body arching against his touch.
"You have beautiful tits, Isabella. So soft and full," Joel murmured, his voice thick with desire as he kneaded my breasts, his fingers rolling and pinching my nipples until I was moaning and squirming against him. He leaned down, his lips finding one hardened peak, his tongue swirling around it before he sucked it into his mouth. I cried out, my body on fire, my pussy aching with need.
I could feel Joel's mouth on my skin, his teeth nipping, his tongue licking and tasting every inch of me. He was driving me wild, my body on the brink of losing control. I wanted him inside me, I needed to feel him stretching me, filling me. But I also wanted to prolong this, to make him work for it, to make him lose control.
Joel's mouth moved from my breast to my neck, his teeth grazing my skin, his stubble rough against my soft flesh. I could feel his cock, hard and ready, pressing against my thigh. We were both naked, and it increased my arousal so much.
I kept pushing my ass back against him, spreading my legs wider to give him better access to my pussy. My body was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with anticipation. Joel's hands slid down from my breasts to my waist, then further down to my thighs, spreading them wider. I heard him groan behind me, and I knew he was enjoying the sight of me, bent over and ready for him.
"God, you're so fucking beautiful, Isabella," Joel murmured, his voice hoarse with desire. His hands continued to roam over my body, as if he couldn't get enough of me.
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps. I wanted him, all of him, inside me. But I also wanted to tease him, to drive him wild with desire.
"You're killing me, Isabella," Joel growled, his voice thick with need. "I can't take much more of this."
I smiled, looking at him over my shoulder. "I'm not done with you yet," I said, my voice a low purr. "I want to make you suffer a little longer."
Joel chuckled, a dark sound that sent shivers down my spine.
"Please, my love! Let me be inside you!", Joel was begging.
The sound of his pleading sent shockwaves of pleasure racing through me. I loved hearing him like this, loved knowing that I had such power over him.
I leaned down, my ass high in the air, and reached between my legs to guide his cock to my entrance. I rubbed the head of it against my clit, teasing myself as much as I was teasing him.
"Please, Isabella," Joel groaned. "No more games. I need to be inside you.
I smiled wickedly, my pussy already dripping wet with desire. I was driving him crazy, and I loved it.
I loved the power I had over him, the way he begged and pleaded for me. I took my time, rubbing the head of his cock against my clit, feeling the pleasure build between my legs.
"Please, Isabella," Joel groaned again, his hands grasping my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh. "You're driving me fucking insane. I need to be inside you."
I laughed softly, a sound of pure sex and power. "You like that, don't you, Joel?
You like feeling my pussy against your cock?" I taunted, my voice a low purr as I continued to rub myself against him. "You want more?"
Joel's breath hitched, and I could feel his body trembling with need. "Yes, Isabella. God, yes. I want more. I want all of you."
I bit my lip, my pussy clenching at his desperate plea. I loved making him beg, loved feeling his body shake with desire under my touch. I shifted my hips slightly, rubbing myself against his cock, teasing us both.
"Isabella, please!", Joel was insane for my pussy. And I couldn't resist anymore!
I pull Joel's cock to enter my pussy! "I can't resist anymore! Fuck me!", I cried out.
His cock surged forward, stretching me, filling me, pushing me to the brink all at once. My nails dug into the wooden surface of his desk, my knuckles turning white as I clung on for dear life.
Joel didn't waste any time, he started to move, his hips slamming into mine with a brutal force that had me seeing stars. I could feel every inch of him, could feel him hitting that spot deep inside me that made my vision blur with pleasure.
"Fuck, Isabella, you're so tight, so hot," Joel groaned, his voice thick with lust and desire.
I could feel the sweat beading on his skin, the heat of his body as he moved against me, his cock pounding into me with forceful, demanding thrusts.
I could hardly speak, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps as I clung to the edge of his desk, my fingers gripping the wood so tightly my knuckles were white. I'm gonna..."
Joel's hand came down hard on my ass, the sting of it sending a shockwave of pleasure through me. "You want it, don't you, Isabella?
", Joel growled as he continued to pump his cock into me.
"You want to feel me come inside you, mark you as mine?"
"Yes!" I cried out, my body tensing as another wave of pleasure crashed over me. "I want it all, Joel. I want you to fuck me hard, to fill me up with your cum."
Joel groaned, his hips moving faster, harder, his cock slamming into me with a force that made my entire body shake. "You're so fucking perfect, Isabella," he growled. "So tight, so hot.
God, you feel amazing," Joel grunted, his hands gripping my hips tighter as he pounded into me. I could feel the desk shaking beneath us, the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the room. I loved the raw, primal sounds of our lovemaking, the smell of our arousal mingling with the scent of sweat and musk.
I looked back over my shoulder, my eyes locked onto Joel's. The intensity in his gaze sent a shiver down my spine. "I'm so close, Joel," I gasped, my body tensing as the pleasure built inside me. "Fuck me harder.
I want to feel you explode inside me," I urged, my voice ragged and desperate.
Joel's grip on my hips tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh as he drove into me with relentless force. "You're so fucking tight, Isabella. I can't hold back much longer," he growled, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
I could feel my orgasm building, the pressure inside me reaching a boiling point. The sensation was overwhelming, a turbulent mix of pleasure and pain that left me gasping for breath.
"Joel, I'm going to come.
I want you to fill me up," I panted, my body tensing as the waves of pleasure crashed over me.
Joel's grip on my hips tightened even more, his fingers digging into my flesh as he pounded into me with a ferocity that left me breathless. "Fuck, Isabella, I'm coming too. God, you feel amazing," he groaned, his body shuddering as he found his release.
He filled me with his hot seed, and I moaned loudly, the sensation of his cock pulsing inside me sending shivers of pleasure through my entire body. I had my third orgasm in his office. I couldn't believe how easily he always make me cum.
But it's not just about the sex, it's the way we connect, the way he makes me feel. Like I'm the only one in the world that matters to him in that moment.
After Joel and I finally finished in his office, we got dressed quickly, our breaths still ragged. We couldn't keep our hands off each other, stealing kisses and caresses as we straightened out our clothes.
"You know, I think that was the best session we've had yet," Joel murmured, his voice still husky with desire.
I grinned, feeling a warm glow spread through me. "I agree.
It just keeps getting better," I replied, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks.
Joel smiled, a slow, sexy grin that made my heart flutter. "I've never felt like this before, Isabella. You're... you're different."
I looked up at him, my eyes searching his face. "Different how?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Joel's gaze softened, and he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. "You're not just a fling, Isabella. You're not just a fuck. You're...
special," Joel said, his fingers lingering on my cheek. "And I think... I think I'm falling for you, Isabella."
My heart pounded in my chest as I stared at him, my breath caught in my throat. I felt my eyes widen with surprise and a warmth spreading through my body. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I had feelings for Joel too, but I was afraid to admit them out loud.
"Joel, I..." I started, but the words got stuck in my throat. I couldn't say it, not yet. I was too afraid of what it might mean, what it might change between us. I just said that I want him and only him. And I couldn't say by his expression if he was disappointed.@Joel's apartment