“Well, Auntie and I were wondering if I can wear makeup to the tea party at school?”
I love how she just throws me into her plan. I mean a little lip gloss won't hurt or some sparkly eyeshadow. Victor is looking at me with his brow raised as if he's waiting for my opinion. I mouth to him “a little bit” and he nods his head. Turning to Kat he has his hand on his chin as if he's thinking about it hard.
“I'll agree to a little makeup that Isabella puts on you. But then that's it, nothing else until you're thirty years old, you're growing too fast.”
“Your funny Uncle Victor. Thank you so much. I can't wait for school tomorrow when I get to tell all my friends. I love you.” She runs over, hugging his legs.
“I love you too Katya. Why don't you go up and get ready for bed? We'll be up in a few minutes to tuck you in.” With that, she rushes upstairs without complaint knowing she got what she wanted. Shaking my head with a smile on my face I turn to Victor who's already watching me. Giving a little laugh I tell him.
“That little girl has you wrapped around her finger. You're raising her right, her manners are amazing. Most kids that age don't even have any. You should be proud.” He swallows hard, my words affecting him.
“Thank you, that means a lot. Sometimes I feel like I'm not doing enough for her, that I should be doing more. I don't want to fuck up her life.”
I get up, walk over to him, and give him a hug just holding him. He’s shocked at first since this is the first time I’ve initiated touching him. He wraps me with his one arm holding me back. “Don’t you see, that little girl looks up to you like you hung the moon. No one's perfect Victor, there's no manual with raising a child, you just do what comes naturally to you. Your brother and sister-in-law would be proud of how you're raising Katya.”
I can see the emotions swimming in his eyes with my words. “How did we get so lucky to have you in our lives, I love you, Isabella so fucking much.”
“I love you too. But Victor, don't ever steal my coffee again or we're going to have problems.” At that, he throws his head back laughing.
“Deal.” he bends his head brushing his lips across mine. His lips are so soft. I lick the seam of his lips brushing my tongue against his. The kiss is slow and full of passion. Pouring our love for each other in this kiss. It makes me want so much more from him. Pulling back breathless I touch my lip with the tip of my finger still feeling the tingles. I'm so ready to move this along to the bedroom. Which reminds me.
“Why don't I go up and read to Kat while you lock up and take your pill.” He rolls his eyes at that. What did he think I would forget?
“Fine, I'll be up soon.”
He kisses my forehead and walks away. Huh, I was sure he was going to still fight me on taking the pill. I guess he knows better and it's just easier to give in. Yeah, that must be it. Smiling to myself I walk into Kat’s room which is a room fit for a princess. White walls with pink accents. She even has a big white princess bed. She's sitting up under the covers holding her book. I sit down beside her as she hands me her book to read. “Did you brush your teeth?” she nods her head, yawning. It won't take long before she's fast asleep. Opening the book I start to weave a tale of a princess and the prince falling in love. I'm not even halfway in when Victor walks in pointing at Katya who's sound asleep. Closing the book I placed it on her nightstand. Pulling up her covers I lightly kiss her forehead and Victor does the same. Walking out the door I close it halfway leaving a little light to shine through. Victor takes my hand and we walk into his bedroom well I guess ours now, my nerves starting to kick in a little. Closing the door I walk towards the bags he brought in earlier picking out a pair of shorts and a shirt. I can feel him watching me the whole time assessing my every move. Turning to look at him. “I'll just go change in the bathroom.” I walk towards the bathroom, closing the door behind me and leaning on the door. Blowing out a few deep breaths. You've got this Isabella, no need to freak out. He will probably be passed out soon from taking the pill. Calming myself down, I go about my nightly routine. Opening the bathroom door slowly I see Victor already in bed naked from the chest up with the sheet around his waist. I place my dirty clothes in the basket to be washed. I walk over to the other side of the bed pulling back the sheet and slipping in. I can feel him looking at me and realize I'm laying all stiff. Loosening my body I sink into bed and turn my head to look at him. He places his hand on my cheek.
“Isabella, you have nothing to be nervous about. Nothing has to happen that you don't want to. We go at your pace.”
Giving him a smile I tell him. “I know you wouldn't do anything. I just have never done this before.” I can feel my face going red as he gets my meaning. I’ve never even slept in the same bed with another guy. His nostrils flare and he gets a heated look in his eyes.
“Fuck, I'm so glad I don't have to kill anyone for touching what's mine,” he says on a possessive growl. Grabbing me around the waist he places me so I'm straddling him. I can feel how hard he is making me moan. I lean down and kiss him. This is unlike before, it's a claim letting me know he's done playing. And I'm right there with him. He's dominating my mouth. Licking, sucking, and biting. I realize I'm rubbing against him the friction making something build inside me. He rips his mouth from mine, holding my hips moving me faster against him.
“That's right baby, take what you need from me. Rub that pretty pussy against me.”
That does it. I throw my head back calling out his name and let the sensations take over me. My orgasm seems to go on forever. When I come back down I'm laying on his chest breathing heavily.
“You doing okay Isabella?” He's rubbing small circles on my back. Lifting my head I give him a shy smile.
“I'm more than good Victor.” I want to do more but don't know how to ask or what to say. I want him and only him and I know in my heart he's always going to be who I want. I can still feel how hard he is. I move slightly and hear him hiss.
“Stay still.” He grabs my hips, keeping me immobile. Taking a chance I tell him how I feel.
“What if I don't want to stay still. What if I want more.” He's looking all over my face to make sure this is what I really want.
“Are you sure Isabella?”
Placing my hand on his cheek I look him deep in his eyes and say. “I love you, Victor and I only want you now and forever.” Nothing else is said, clothes are being thrown around in anticipation.
“Climb on top of me baby you set the pace.”
Straddling his legs again I rub myself against him, getting him wet. I'm so wet it's dripping down my legs. Grabbing his dick I place it at my entrance, sinking down a little and back up. Every time I sink down more it starts to burn. He's stretching me so full. I can see the strain on his face from holding back. Lifting up one more time I grab his hands in mine and slam myself down holding in my scream. Holy shit that hurt. Tears spring to my eyes trying to hold still.
“Fuck, Isabella why would you do that? Breath baby the pain will pass.” He lowers his hand rubbing circles on my clit, the pain slowly receding followed by immense pleasure. I just feel incredibly full. He's not a small guy. I circle my hips to test out and the sensation that goes through me is unlike anything I've ever felt before. Lifting till just the tip is in me, I slam myself back down over and over again. Already I can feel my orgasm building, it's coming hard and fast. Victor sits up so we are face to face wrapping his good arm around me. Pounding into from the bottom and all I can do is hold on. My nails are digging into his shoulders. Moaning out his name, skin slapping against skin is all you hear our breaths mingling as one.
“You feel so fucking good. You were made for me Isabella. You're mine. You ever leave me and I'll follow you to the ends of the earth. Are you close, baby?” he growls out.
Moaning out “I'm so close. I need something.” And I am, I can feel it building, consuming me burning from the inside out. He lowers his hand and rubs tight circles on my clit.
