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She hopped to her feet, her dancing grace kept her balanced with ease on the soft mattress. “Not so fast, Toro. Any bull who desires to work for La Diosa must be tamed first.”
Her nipples looked to be hard enough to cut glass. He crawled onto the bed. “Not sure this bull can be tamed.”
Mesmerized, Bull watched as his beautiful Matador stepped out of her red panties and waved them in front of his face like a cape. “I never met a bull I couldn’t tame, Mr. Redford. “What do you have to say to that?”
Licking his lips, he gave her a wicked smile. “I say, Ole! Bring it on, honey. You’ve got the bull by the horn.”
His cock was at full attention, the way this little slice of heaven teased him drove Bull insane. He made a grab for her and she side-stepped deftly, letting her underwear brush across his face. The material was silky smooth and they smelled so fuckin’ good. Any other time, Bull might have felt foolish playing like this, but something about the power he saw in Isabella made this game incredibly sexy to him.
“Missed me,” she teased, standing sideways, daring him to charge in again.
Sun from the window illuminated her golden skin and Bull couldn’t help but stare at the curve of her thigh. Isabella’s right leg was turned inward, showing off the curve of her ass, but hiding the treasure between her legs. He wanted to see that treasure more than he wanted to see the sunrise.
He charged once more, this time halting his progress when she fanned those bright red panties in front of his face. Bull opened his mouth and clamped down on the silky fabric, pulling it out of her hand as she side-stepped him again.
Isabella put a hand to her chest. “Oh no. My cape!”
Jerking the panties from his mouth, Bull brought them to his nose, inhaling deeply. “I want the real thing,” he growled, tossing the scrap of red silk to lie by her other garments as he moved toward her with a speed Isabella hadn’t known he possessed.
As Bull wrapped his big hands around her legs, Isabella raised her arms above her head and placed her fingers on the ceiling for support. She looked down at the man at her feet and her entire body shook. He kissed her right knee first, then let his tongue slide across to her left. He held her legs together firmly, despite Isabella’s need to open them and be touched. She whimpered as he kissed a path up her left thigh slowly, letting his lips linger on her sensitive flesh. The rasp of growth on his face felt like sandpaper on Isabella’s skin and again, she fought to open her legs.
Looking up at her, Bull asked, “Want something?”
Isabella nibbled on her lip and placed a hand on the top of his head. Her hips moved forward, the need she felt growing to a fever pitch. When Bull placed his hands on her inner thighs and pushed her legs open, she almost fainted with relief. “Gracias a Dios.”
“You’re welcome.” He gave her a teasing wink as he licked up her inner thigh and across her mound, only an inch from her swollen clit. Spreading the silken lips with his fingers, he gazed at her velvet folds. “Fuck me, you have got a beautiful pussy.”
He blew on her parted lips, but didn’t give Isabella the touch of his tongue that she longed for. Instead, he blazed a trail of kisses up to her bellybutton and back down. “Eres el diablo,” Isabella hissed.
“I don’t know much Spanish baby, but I know that last word.”
“You could kill a woman, teasing her like this.”
“Does it hurt?”
It was the most spectacular type of pain imaginable, being teased by the sexiest man alive. A war raged inside Isabella; she loved the teasing, but she needed relief.
Bull darted his tongue out and across the pulse of her clit. “That what you wanted?”
“Oh, yes. God, yes.” Isabella’s knees flexed, the need overpowering. She ground herself down onto Bull’s face and began to tremble. She knew she wouldn’t last, with him she never did.
He accepted the pressure gladly. Using both hands to hold her steady, he pulled her forward to his waiting mouth. Spreading her glistening lips with his tongue, he speared it up inside of her and swirled it in a circle. Both of Isabella’s hands held Bull’s head and she abandoned the notion of keeping her balance.
He used the pressure of her weight to get his tongue further up inside of her. Bull had learned one thing quickly with Isabella, he would never be able to get as far inside of her as he wanted to.
With a gorgeous man at her feet, placing her needs before his, Isabella was lost. The pleasure was outrageous and the feeling of being worshiped set her off like fireworks.
Bull smiled when she began to cum. “There it is, that’s what I was waiting for,” he said the words between kisses to her clit. “I didn’t want to think I had lost my touch.” Pushing his tongue back in, the circles began again and Isabella’s body quaked in his hands as a powerful orgasm washed over her. Leaning back, he yanked her feet out from under her and Isabella fell to the bed, bouncing once, then laying prone. “More.”
Isabella was basking in the afterglow. “More?”
Bull flipped her over onto her stomach. “I want more.” Placing his hands on her body, he helped her until she was on her hands and knees at the end of the bed, her face resting on the soft blanket.
Isabella had faced down killer bulls that weighed more than cars and even received death threats for her beliefs, but never had she felt more vulnerable than she did right now. “Benedict?”
Bull slid down onto his knees. “Trust me. I could spend hours doing this to you, Isabella.”
This time, he pressed his face to her slit and licked her throbbing clit once before taking it between his lips to suck.
