Isabella, panting, noticed Emanuele kneeling in front of her. She opened Emanuele's pants, and upon seeing his impressive size, couldn't help but swallow hard.
Isabella reached out, caressing Emanuele's erect member. Sensing Emanuele's body trembling, a new sense of excitement swept over Isabella.
Before, Emanuele had been in control, but now, was it her turn to take charge? A desire for challenge suddenly welled up in Isabella. Her hands explored him, and then she opened her mouth, taking him in.
With the movement of Isabella's tongue, she felt Emanuele's gaze filled with desire, a deep, dark intensity that made him look like a wild beast. She wasn't afraid; instead, she found it especially appealing.
Soon, due to instinctive reactions, Emanuele's hips began to move, making Isabella suck harder. She could feel Emanuele's pleasure building up; he was in a frantic sprint.
"Fuck! I'm about to release," Emanuele roared.
Soon, Isabella felt liquid exploding in her mouth, filling it, and she swallowed it all.
Emanuele took a moment to catch his breath. His arousal returned, and he positioned himself at her entrance. With a thrust, he entered Isabella completely.
The room was filled with sounds of heavy breathing, moans, and the collision of bodies.
Isabella felt like her body no longer belonged to her. Emanuele kept changing positions, tossing her into wave after wave of climax. In the end, as she started to feel drowsy, he still found ways to arouse her until both were exhausted, and Emanuele finally let her go.
Emanuele held Isabella in his arms, feeling the smoothness of the woman in his embrace and the flushed face after climax. He couldn't help but kiss her cheek.
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Enjoyed," Isabella said.
She felt they could never be apart from each other.
Emanuele couldn't help but laugh, stroking her hair. "You always give me new experiences, Isabella. I love how you act like a seductress in bed; it gives me a special sense of accomplishment."
A man's sense of achievement undoubtedly came from two things: success in his career and affirmation from his woman. Emanuele had both.
"Let's sleep, Emanuele." Isabella was already drifting into a deep sleep after saying this.
...
Evelyn recovered consciousness faster than Isabella had anticipated.
The next day, when Isabella went to see her, Evelyn was already awake.
"Evelyn, you're awake? That's great." Isabella held Evelyn's hand, trying not to exert too much force, despite her excited emotions.
However, Evelyn looked at her with a bewildered expression, as if unsure of what had happened.
"Isabella..." It took a while before Evelyn spoke, as if repeatedly confirming whether the person in front of her was truly Isabella.
Her voice sounded hoarse, unlike the clear tone from before.
Isabella felt a pang of pain, but she knew that Evelyn waking up was a positive sign.
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