Chapter 3


    Isabe pushed him away and took a step backwards.


    “Don’t be full of yourself, Mister!” Isabe firmly said making Tyron smirk.


    “You are into me, Isabe.” He said as he took a step towards her, making her took other steps away


    from him.


    “No, I’m not.” She said as she stops when her lower limbs felt the bed at her back.


    “You are, and you can’t stop it.” He said grinning ear to ear as he approaches her.


    Isabe’s heart hammers in her chest, reminding herself that she’s unprepared for the moment. She


    didn’t know that Tyron woulde home tonight.


    “W-what do you want?” Isabe asked.


    “I want you to touch me, and not run away from me, Isabe.” Tyron said making her blink her eyes.


    “Stop fighting with your desire, wife. You’ve been eating me alive with your eyes when I opened the


    bathroom door.” He added making her bit her lower lip. “You look at me like you’re shopping for


    something you can’t afford.” He added making her flustered.


    “It’s because I can’t really afford you.” Isabe answered as her eyes roamed over his rounded


    shoulders, his chiselled abs and narrow hips.


    “You’re doing it again, wife.” Tyron chuckled as he grabs her hand. “It is not wrong to touch your


    husband, wife.” He added.


    Isabe stare into his eyes. His expression is confident, and mixed with something predatory. Isabe


    is fighting her urge to touch him but her hand betrayed her.


    With trembling hands, she slowly touches his ab muscles with the tips of her first three fingers. Slowly,


    she brushes along the second bump, then she run her index finger around his belly button.


    “Damn, Isabe!” Tyron grunted.


    Heat courses through her whole body, making her blush, trying to avoid checking the front of his


    sweatpants but failed. She slowly bit her lips as she remembers the night they shared during their


    wedding night.


    Isabe looked at Tyron and saw it in his expression that he is just controlling his posture.


    Without a word, Tyron loops an arm around her waist and pulls her against his body capturing her lips


    before she could even react.


    The kiss is brief but it is enough to awaken all the muscle in her body. Tyron’s kiss is firm and it seems


    like he’s been wanting for it to happen the moment he saw his wife again after two long months. He


    nudges his wife’s mouth open with his lips before entering her mouth with his tongue.


    Isabe melt under the fierce heat of his kisses, grabbing hold of his shoulders for support.


    “I’ve never felt this way with someone in my life.” Isabe thought. She let out another moan as his


    hands run up and down to her frame, tender and strong at once.


    Tyron’s kisses slide over her ear to the nape of her neck, sending a tingling sensation cascading down


    to her spine. His hands slide up her legs, lifting the robe on the way and with one hand, he tugs down


    her robe and bra down and works his hands on her breast taking hold in perfect motion.


    Isabe felt her nipples hardening beneath his touch and only wanting more and she felt like she is his


    y—molded to whatever shape he wishes.


    Tyron captured her lips again, giving her soft kisses and hard nips that leaves her aching for more.


    “Damn, Tyron!” Isabe cursed as she let out a moan and digs her nails into his shoulders as his teeth


    graze across her neck.


    “Tell me you want more, Isabe.” Tyron said in his sexy and husky voice looking straight to her eyes


    and seems like he is just controlling his self not to take you right there.


    Isabe loosely wrap her arms on his neck pulling him for a kiss.


    Without warning, Tyron scoop Isabe up into his arms and carries her and carefully ce her on top of


    the bed as he presses a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her lips—craving, iming and devouring, he takes


    her with everything he has, his passion growing more and more.


    The touch of his skin is enough to send waves of pleasure throughout her body. She cannot help but to


    lose herself in his touch, a pressure rising Isabe as she rubs her body and strokes against her


    husband. He shivers with anticipation as she sends her fingertip running down his back.


    Isabe can feel his hard length presses against her thigh, standing erect just beneath his pants. She


    cannot help not to blush when she remembered how he takes her during their wedding night.


    With her shyness thrown away, she reaches her palm along the front of his pants, letting the bulge fill


    her palm making Tyron let out a soft curse.


    Tyron stands up and she bewilderedly took a seat on the bed, and pulled down his pants making Tyron


    groan in surprise. Isabe look up at her husband and smiled seductively.


    “What are you pl—ahh.”


    She didn’t let him finish what he was saying as she hold his massive length, teasing it with her tongue


    and before he can utter another word, Isabe shove his boxers down and take him full in her mouth.


    She can feel his body shudder against her with every stroke and flick of her tongue.


    “Damn, Be! Where did you learn that?” Tyron groaned as his hands grabs her hair, curling into a fist


    as she moves herself into motions and wrapping her own hands around the back of his thighs, holding


    him close and filling him with desire.


    His hard length pulse within her mouth as Isabe stroke and slide over the throbbing shaft. She can


    even feel herself getting wet as his shaft only grows harder and harder, nearing the brink. He tried to


    pull away but she firmly grabs him, continuing what she is doing until hee full into her mouth—


    swallowing it full, not missing a single drop.


    “Shit, Be!” Tyron cursed staring down at her. “Where in the world did you learn that?” He asked


    making her blink and fully registered to her mind what she had done. Blood rushes up to her face.


    “Oh, crap!” She cursed behind her embarrassment. She, herself, is not sure where she learned it, she


    acted on impulse; she acted under the influence of being drunk on his kisses and the heat of passion in


    their bedroom. “I… uh…” She cannot find the right words to say, averting his gaze.


    Tyron smirk looking at his flustered wife, what she did was unexpected, he knew that she is


    inexperience with this kind of things but she made him feel good.


    In one motion, he lowers her down in the bed, he is on top of her and presses his lips to hers once


    more as his hands trails across her bare legs. With gentle hands, he slides along his wife’s inner thigh,


    making her shudder as he finds her center making her moan.


    “This is on the way…” Tyron whispered as he tears her panty and throws it on the floor.


    “What the hell, Tyron!” Isabe cursed in surprise but he only smirk and tease her wet clit with his


    thumb, making her moan in anticipation and he begins to rub in slow and sensual circles.


    “Ahh… What are you doing to me?” Isabe asked, moaning in pleasure.


    Tyron didn’t answer but he slides a finger deep within her making her gasp. He continues to tease his


    thump across her clit, with his finger still inside and it makes Isabe shudder beneath him.


    “Tyron… uhh…” Isabe screamed his name as he slides another finger inside of her. He continued


    thrusting his fingers and it doesn’t take long before she feels herself nearing the brink. “Tyron…”


    Isabe moaned as she stares deep into his eyes with passion. And with a final shudder, she shatters


    against him, melting into his hands with a loud moan.


    “Kiss me, you jerk!” Isabe said making Tyronugh but he still obliged and presses asting kiss to


    her lips. His tongue massages hers in a series of rhythmic, sensual movements, as he runs his fingers


    through her hair.


    “Tell me stop, Be as I still can control myself not to…”


    “Enough with the talking, jerk.” Isabe said rubbing herself onto his fully erect shaft making him groan.


    “You made me crave for you so don’t hold back.”


    Without hesitation, Tyron slip his length past her wet folds, nudging her opening with ease. He sinks all


    the way in as she closes her eyes in ecstasy.


    She let out a moan as he started to thrust deep within her and captured her lips for a kiss. He


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    continued thrusting in and out, and both are panting between kisses.


    Tyron increases the pace, mming her down once and again until the pleasure she’s feeling bes


    almost unbearable. Atst, Isabe shatter into a thousand pieces, screaming out her orgasm.


    His release robs him in his voice and the strength in his legs. He wrapped her arms around her back as


    his face rests against her breast, his shaft is still inside of her.


    “That was fantastic.” Tyron said giving kisses on top of her breast.


    “Hmm…” Isabe moaned.


    “Where did you learn that, Isabe?” Tyron asked staring right through her eyes.


    “The what?” Isabe asked back, she already had a hint on what he’s referring to. Tyron chuckled on


    her question making her moan as she is still sensitive as she can feel his length throbbing.


    “You know what I mean, Be.” Tyron said and gives her trail of kisses on her face.


    “Ohh… I don’t know, it juste to me.” She answered, blushing. “But please take your thing off, I can


    feel it getting harder.” She said trying to suppress a moan.


    Tyron stared at her for a minute then grinned.


    “Oh, you mean this?” He teased as he slowly thrust, making Isabe whimper.


    “Damn, Tyron!” Isabe moaned as he continued thrusting slowly.


    “Moan for me, Be.” Tyron said and wedges his hand beneath her butt and tilts her hips. He continued


    thrusting, gripping her body tightly. Isabe clutch and squeeze him tight as they bothe together.


    Tyron smiles, looking at her as their breathing recovers unto its normal pace.


    “That was my first.” Isabe breaks the silence, Tyron looked at her, puzzled. “I don’t know if I did a


    great job, though.”


    “Oh, that.” Tyron smiled and caress her cheeks. “You were fantastic, Be.” Tyron smiled making her


    flustered.


    “Then, get off me before your thing will grow big and hard again.” She said pushing him away from him.


    Tyron chuckled and removed his shaft from her core making her utter a soft whimper.


    “It seems that you wanted more, wife.” Tyron teased.


    “Oh, shut up!” Isabe said and immediately stood up from the bed, flustered. “I will take another


    shower; I feel so sticky.” She added and hastily picked up her underwear and robe on the floor then


    dashing through the bathroom door. She heard Tyron’sugh as she closes the door.