The loud thumping sound of Isabella's heart, along with her unsteady breathing sound, filled the air as Nicholas held her immobile on the table, making her unable to even move an inch, let alone get away from him.
Cold air touched Isabella's bare ass and wet pussy, but it didn't affect her even the slightest, or she even felt it as intense heat pooled inside her and her body was burning as if her entire being had been lit on fire. Her skin tingled from the familiar heat, and her pulse throbbed as her cum trickled down her thigh.
Isabella was doomed. She realized that the moment Nicholas declared her punishment. The last time, she barely survived the intense, endless orgasm. But now she was definitely not going to make it.
And as much as it was scaring her, it also aroused her, as the thrill of what was going to happen and the memory of the intense pleasure made a raving hunger take root in her; the burning heat within her surged through her veins.
