The Extraordinary Bride Of The Wyndham Family (Isla and Gabriel) novel Chapter 187

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Isla took a deep breath and began to explain e…

Over their years together, she had grown more confident in her desires, and it always stirred something fierce in him.

Isla worked quickty. She wrapped the silk ties around his wrists, securing them tightly to the back of the chair. The knots were firm, but not painful. She tested them, pulling gently. He was bound now, at her mercy. A wave of empowerment washed over her. Her skin tingled with the rush of control. She had never felt so alive.

Stepping in front of him, Isla met his eyes. Heat flickered there, mirroring her own. Slowly, she peeled off her tank top. The cool air kissed her bare skin, making her nipples harden. Gabriel’s breath hitched. His gaze roamed over her curves, hungry and intense. She hooked her fingers into her panties next and slid them down her legs. They pooled at her feet on the carpet. Now she stood naked before him, her body open and ready.

Gabriel gulped hard. His throat bobbed visibly, a clear sign of his arousal. His eyes darkened with raw want. He shifted in the chair, the towel around his waist straining.

Isla’s core tightened at the sight. She loved how she affected him.

Her knees sank into the soft paisley carpet as she knelt before him. The fibers brushed her skin gently. Her fingers trembled slightly with excitement as she hooked the edge of his towel. With a stow tug, she undid it. The fabric fell away, revealing his hard, thick manhood. It stood proud and erect, the tip glistening with precum. The sight madeher mouth water, desire pooling hot and wet between her thighs.

Isla licked her lips, savoring the anticipation. Her hands wrapped around his length, feeling the heat and the pulse beneath the smooth skin. He was so firm, so ready for her.

A soft groan escaped Gabriel’s tips. His hips bucked forward instinctively, seeking more friction. Isla smiled, her heart swelling with satisfaction. She had this power over him, and it thrilled her to her core.

“Relax, my love, she whispered seductively. “We haven’t even started yet.” Her voice was like velvet, wrapping around him.

Gabriel’s eyes darkened further, pleasure already clouding his thoughts. He tugged lightly at the ties, testing them. The restraint sent a spark of frustration through him, but it only heightened his need. “Free my hands,” he pleaded, his voice husky. “Let me touch you.

Let me pleasure you first.”

Isla giggled, the sound light and teasing. Joy bubbled in her chest at his words, he always thought of her, even now. But tonight was hers. “It’s my turn now,” she said firmly. “Just relax and feel everything I give you.”

With those words, she leaned forward and took him into her mouth. The warmth of her lips enveloped him suddenly. Gabriel’s hips thrust upward in shock, a deep groan ripping from his throat. The sensation was electric and overwhelming. Isla’s hands pressed firmly on his hips,holding him down. She wanted to control the pace, to draw out every moment.

“Fuck,” Gabriel cursed, his voice strained. ‘Ugh, it feels so good.” His body tensed, muscles rippling under his skin.

Pleasure coursed through him like fire, building with each second. He had never felt so helpless, so consumed by her touch. It was intoxicating.

Isla kept going, her head bobbing up and down in a steady rhythm. She took him deeper each time, her throat relaxing to accommodate his thickness. A soft gag escaped her when he hit the back of her throat, but she didn’t stop. The slight discomfort only fueled her détermination. She wanted to give him everything, to make him lose control under her command.

Her own body responded fiercely. Heat built inside her, making her squirm on her knees. Her breasts ached for touch, her nipples tight and sensitive. Wetness dripped down her inner thighs, a testament to her arousal. She pressed her legs together, seeking any relief, but she focused on him.

Gabriel’s jaw clenched tight. Sweat beaded on his forehead. He wanted to reach out, to tangle his fingers in her hair, to pull her close and kiss her deeply. But the ties held him fast, turning his desire into sweet torture. Every bob’of her head sent waves of pleasure crashing over him.

His breaths came in ragged gasps. He watched her, mesmerized by the sight of her lips stretched around him, her eyes locked on his with fierce intensity.

This was more than physical. It was trust, surrender, and passion all woven together. Gabriel felt exposed, vulnerable, yet utterly cherished. Isla’s control made him féel safe to let go. His heart pounded with affection for her boldness.