Isabella leaned in close to Emanuele, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Your strong suit is your prowess in the bedroom. I think any woman would appreciate a man with that kind of skill."
Isabella's body pressed against Emanuele's as she held onto his neck. Their bodies, separated by thin fabric, ignited a sudden desire in Emanuele. His body stiffened as a wave of heat surged towards his lower half.
He truly desired her, regardless of how many times they had been together. His body's subconscious choice was always her.
Emanuele decisively embraced Isabella, then carried her up the stairs. As they ascended, he said, "Isabella, do you know this is the highest compliment a man can receive?"
There was no man who didn't enjoy being praised for their bedroom prowess, especially when it came from someone they loved. It made them feel on top of the world.
Since she liked it so much, he thought he should put in some extra effort to make her like him even more.
With this in mind, Emanuele laid Isabella on the bed. Before Isabella could react, he pressed his lips to hers, engaging in a deep, passionate kiss. Emanuele's tongue moved inside Isabella's mouth, leaving her breathless.
After their previous encounters, Isabella had quickly adapted, and she took the initiative, intertwining her tongue with Emanuele's.
Now, Isabella lay on the bed, and Emanuele pressed down on her. He kissed her lips and then trailed kisses down to her neck.
Emanuele gazed at her slender neck and, for some reason, had the urge to bite it. So, he did just that, sinking his teeth into Isabella's neck. This caused Isabella to gasp in pain and let out a cry.
The fragile beauty before him made Emanuele suddenly understand why so many people were drawn to vampires. At that moment, he wished he were one, just so he could taste the blood of the woman he loved.
Emanuele quickly removed Isabella's clothes and positioned himself between her legs. He plunged into her body with a force that left her gasping.
Her moans played like a symphony, stimulating his hormones. Emanuele's body enveloped hers, feeling the warmth and wetness of her body.
This sensation was incredibly addictive. Emanuele marveled at it and gave himself fully to the woman beneath him. As he watched her face flush with pleasure and her eyes glisten with moisture, he tightly grasped Isabella's buttocks.
The sounds of their bodies uniting filled the entire room.
After their final thrust, he lay on top of Isabella, pulled her close, and enjoyed the overwhelming sense of satisfaction. This was something only Isabella could provide, and Emanuele was grateful for having met her.
"Isabella, do you like it when I'm inside you?" Emanuele turned onto his side, holding Isabella in his arms. Their bodies pressed close together.
Did he have to be so direct? Isabella was momentarily taken aback, but she didn't say anything. However, Emanuele's lower half began to press against her buttocks unmistakably. This bold move startled Isabella, and she quickly replied, "I do."
She was exhausted and hoped Emanuele wouldn't tire her out any further. Emanuele always liked to ask her these embarrassing questions in bed, even if it was just a brief response, it still caused Isabella's face to flush.
Satisfied with Isabella's response, Emanuele smiled and hugged her more tightly.
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