Chapter Twenty-Five
I sabella had never wanted Duncan more than she did right now.
She couldn’t understand why it was. For the first time ever, there was no animosity brewing beneath the surface. There was no danger or struggle or foreplay that they so often used to elicit excitement. Honesty had brought them here, the first time that either was willing to admit that what they had in this marriage might just be more than they could have ever imagined.
It should not have excited Isabella the way it had, and yet...
They kissed passionately on the balcony. Isabella wrapped her arms around Duncan’s neck, and he gripped her waist. Not a tight grip, nor as forceful as she was used to. It was far gentler and more caring. Her tongue dove into his mouth and his tongue wrestled with it, but again, it was not a fight. He was not trying to overpower her as he often would. It was closer to a dance, two equals exploring one another as if for the first time.
A soft nibble on Isabella’s lip and she moaned and lifted her leg to wrap around Duncan. His hands slid under her thighs and pushed her dress up. Still kissing, nibbling lips and licking anywhere that they could, Isabella’s hands left Duncan’s neck and made their way down to his front --
He caught her hands and pulled back. “What...?”
She raised an eyebrow at him. For a moment, she thought it might be fun to rebuke – to turn the tables and be the one giving commands for a change. But that wasn’t what this was.
Rather, she held his eyes and looked deeply into them as she gently pried her hands free and again went for the front of his pants. This time, he didn’t try and stop her.
Duncan’s member sprang forward, already hard and throbbing. She wrapped her hand around its girth and squeezed, Duncan groaned, and then he growled as she began to stroke it; she could feel it pulsing in her grip. His hands, still holding up her thigh, trembled and she knew that he wanted nothing more than to take charge as was his way. But he continued to kiss her passionately, this time giving himself over to the moment.
Isabella moved down his neck. She licked and she sucked as she steered his throbbing member toward her. Her right leg raised and wrapped around her husband, she pulled her face back and looked into his eyes. It was dark, she could barely make out his features, but his eyes shone and she could see without having to ask that he wanted this as much, if not more, than her.
He nodded his head and Isabella smiled. Then, she gently slipped him inside of her.
“Urgh...” She moaned and fell forward, her head collapsing into his chest as she felt him move deeper and deeper. “Just... there... yes...”
Duncan pulled her in closer and thrust himself deep inside of her. Then he lifted her other leg suddenly so that both were wrapped around him. His hands gripped under her backside and held her steady, her arms back around his neck, their two bodies becoming one.
They did not need to fight. They did not need the heat or the fire. That was the mistake they had been making. This belief that attraction could only come if the mood was just right. It was a false truth and they were both learning this together in real time.
Duncan spun about suddenly and pushed Isabella against the balcony. He rested her on it, giving him balance and more room to work.
His lips never once left her. Kisses filled with passion and desire, not anger. Kisses that told her he wanted to taste her because of how much he needed to, not because he had to prove anything. And she loved it.
Duncan continued to thrust inside of her. Long, slow, steady thrusts. He moved to the rhythm of her breathing, as if he was making the pleasure shared about her and not him for a change. He was careful not to thrust too forcefully, too hard, with too much power. And where she thought to ask if he was enjoying it... the look on his face was all the answer that she needed.
Over his shoulder, Isabella could see the ball still in full swing. Shapes moved past the door but never stepped outside. Music drifted but was muted by the wind. Darkness covered them fully. They were, for all intents and purposes, alone. And for that reason, they saw no reason to stop.
Duncan’s thrusts increased in pace and Isabella’s legs began to shudder as she felt each one inside of her.
Her lips found his exposed neck. She wrapped them around his sweaty skin and licked and sucked as he thrust harder and faster. His grip on her waist was still gentle, one hand finding the back of her head and holding it. But not grabbing. Not forcing. He didn’t need that now.
“Yes...” she moaned as she felt herself getting closer; each thrust pulsed through her body and touched at her heart. Her entire being felt as if it was on fire. “Duncan... don’t... keep.... going...”
“As you wish,” he whispered, and the pace and power of his thrusts increased.
Isabella had experienced orgasms before. She knew the signs. She knew what to expect. But the one that came upon her right now was unlike any she'd had before. Beyond the realms of expectation. More a dream than reality because when it hit her entire body exploded and the only way to ensure that it would not consume her was to throw her head back and scream as loudly as she could. Or she might have liked to, have Duncan not covered her mouth.
She had idea why this one hit her the way it did, even if the answer might have been obvious. This wasn’t part of some game. This wasn’t forced or contrived. She had been willing to give herself to him because she wanted him, and he wanted her. This was real .
Duncan held her softly after. Still on the balcony, still inside of her, legs wrapped around his waist, Duncan pulled Isabella into a hug and held as they caught their breaths and silently came to terms with what had just occurred.
It would be spoken of later, she was sure. And what they had just done... they would be doing again... several times before the night was through, if she had anything to say about it. For now, silence was enough, that sense that the two had just turned a chapter in their relationship and that both were just as excited to see where the next one took them.