I want you inside

Isabella woke up later than usual the next morning, feeling a sense of tranquility wash over her. She entered the bathroom, taking her time to freshen up and gather her thoughts. As she made her way to the living room, she found Azazel already dressed for the day, his presence exuding a sense of purpose.

Seeing Isabella enter, Azazel couldn't help but tease her gently. "I thought you were going to open the store, Isabella. Are you planning on spending the whole day in your pajamas?" he quipped, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Isabella laughed, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. "Oh, I'm sorry, Azazel. I forgot to mention that the store is closed for the section. It's summer break for the students, so the store won't reopen until school resumes," she explained, relieved that she didn't have to rush to the store.

Azazel nodded, understanding the situation. "Ah, I see. That makes sense then. A well-deserved break for you," he remarked, his eyes filled with warmth.

Looking around the room, Isabella noticed the absence of Lucius. Curiosity piqued, she turned to Azazel and asked, "Where's Lucius? I didn't see him this morning."

Azazel sighed softly before responding, "Lucius has returned to Paradise. He came to the mortal realm without our father's knowledge, and he needed to go back before our father notices his absence."

Surprise washed over Isabella's face as she absorbed the information. "I didn't realize he had to leave so soon. I hope he's safe," she murmured, her concern evident.

Azazel nodded, his voice filled with reassurance. "Don't worry, Isabella. Lucius is skilled at navigating both realms, and he knows how to keep himself safe. He'll be fine," he assured her, offering a comforting smile.

Feeling a mix of emotions, Isabella found herself drawn to Azazel's side. She sat beside him, leaning her head against his shoulder, finding solace in his presence. "Azazel, I don't know how to break the curse," she admitted, her voice laced with vulnerability.

Azazel's grip on her tightened slightly, his voice gentle yet determined. "We'll find a way, Isabella. We've come this far, and we won't give up. Together, we'll uncover the answers and break the curse that has bound me for so long," he vowed, his eyes reflecting a fierce determination.

Isabella, overwhelmed by the emotions swirling within her, gently cupped Azazel's face in her hands. Their eyes locked, and at that moment, time seemed to stand still. Filled with a deep longing and aching desire, she closed the remaining distance between them, their lips meeting in a tender, passionate kiss.

The kiss was different from the previous night. It was soft and slow. It was coming from a place of vulnerability, not lust.

Azazel placed his hand on the back of Isabella's neck to pull her closer and deepen their kiss.

Isabella gently pushed down Azazel, making him lay on the couch as she straddled the blonde. With every passing second their kiss kept getting hotter and hotter. Azazel finally pulled back, just enough to separate their lips. Both of them were breathing heavily as they looked at each other with hooded eyes. It was different. There was a shift between them and both of them felt it.

Without breaking eye contact, Isabella attempted to unbuckle Azazel's belt. Azazel grabbed her wrist to make her stop and gently shook his head.

"Are you sure about this?" Azazel asked softly. "Yes!! I am sure, I want this Azazel," Isabella said pleading with her eyes.

Isabella took a stride forward and shut Azazel up very effectively by crushing her lips against his. Azazel forgot what he was about to say and kissed her back. His hands were on her back and in her hair, squashing her against him so it seemed like every inch of their bodies was touching.

Azazel broke the kiss and helped her remove her top. He was aroused when he saw her pink nipples. Immediately he down on her breast, gently sucking on her nipples and circling them with his tongue.

Isabella caressed the back of his head and her chest heaved each time he pulled her nipples. Azazel fondled her breast gently as if scared of leaving a harmful print on them -delicately squeezing and caressing with his fingers

"This? Oh, uh! Ohhh, Azazel, ah!"

"I feel it, Isabella ... I'll do anything to make you feel."

In a whisper, Azazel took Isabella's lips.

Isabella was enraptured by the greedy kiss that reminded her of her first kiss with him, not just a sweet kiss so far. As Azazel's hardness rubbed her clit, Isabella moaned loudly.

"Ugh, hmm, hmm, hmm!"

The more she opened her mouth, the more Azazel's tongue came in. He broke their kiss and slowly slid his hand up the plane of her aso while he lowered himself over her, his hips nestling against hers.

Isabella gasped a bit at the touch and gasped a bit more as his knuckle grazed the heavy, aching underside of her breast. As he leaned down to kiss the other.

His teeth grazed over her nipple, and her eyes drifted closed, a moan slipping out of her.

His tongue flicked against her nipple, and her head tipped back, her Eager digging into his shoulders, urging him to take more, take harder.

Azazel growled his approval, her breast still in his mouth, on his tongue, his hand making lazy strokes from her ribs down her waist, down her thighs, then back.

He moves his hand for a split second before moving her panties to the side. "Is that really what you want, Isabella?." Isabella nodded shyly, she felt shy at how damp it was, and how aroused she was getting. while she was in her head, overthinking, then he thrust his lips between her legs.

"Wow!" She screamed, and raised her left leg and caressed the back of his head, pulling him deeper while his tongue worked around down there, flicking her clit in a mix of kisses and gentle nibbles.

Isabella was shaking and almost close to an orgasm. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him up.

" I want you inside me, " she breathed and kissed him, tasting her juices on his lips. Her hands fumbled down his pants, and she took his hard cock out, stroking it and almost scared by how big it was.

This would be her first sex and that anxiety almost ruined the moment.

However, he must have sensed that because he kissed her softly on the lips and whispered,

"Relax, and let me know if you want me to stop."

Isabella wrapped her hand around his hardness and rubbed the tip over her wet folds, silencing him.

"Do it!, Azazel. Help me quench this fire that wants to consume me," Isabella said.

Azazel kissed her and Slowly, he rubbed his cock over her already wet petals. The slow rubbing made her numb. Seeing that she was distracted, he inserted his cock inside her.

"Ahhh... ahhh.

Isabella felt pain for a while as Azazel's cock filled inside of her, but the pain soon subsided as he kissed her neck.

His hand slid up her thighs and settled underneath her knee, lifting it. He went in all the way, hammering against her pelvis, and soon they began to moan and shake together in one rhythm, their sounds blending into a rising chorus of ecstasy. Isabella felt each deep stroke as it went it, spreading waves of pleasure through her limbs. She clung tight to him, afraid her legs would fail her.

"Ah!"

His waist pushed up and raised the insides. Isabella felt like her body was being ripped apart. She gripped the sheet tightly with both hands. The sensitive inner wall trembled with the overwhelming pleasure that suddenly made the narrow hole painful.

"Haaaaaaa....

A beastly moan escaped from her throat as her whole body rose with heat. Before she knew it, she had wrapped her arms around Azazel's neck and was clinging to him. Her legs, dangling from his waist, twitched violently.

Her hard, pink nipples rubbed against Azazel's chest, but the sensations below drove him insane and he didn't even have time to care. 'Ha, ha, ha.' Isabella's vision went blank for a moment as Azazel struck roughly several times. The vagina that was squeezing and holding Azazel's huge penis convulsed violently.

"Haaaaa.

A wild moan came from Azazel's throat as he felt a tremendous pleasure above the line. The feeling of ejaculation was coming on like crazy. Azazel felt an indescribable feeling as Isabella clung to him, crying.

He connected their lips in a passionate kiss, more rough and demanding, more dominating than she was used to, he was going hard and fast but the kiss was slightly less rough.

Grabbing her hands and pinning them to the couch.

Isabella tightened on him and he broke away from the kiss and kissed her jaw.

"Isabell.....," he screamed

A few seconds later Isabella's orgasm hit and his release soon followed mine. Panting and gasping for breath they lay there catching their breath.