Isabel’s heart raced at his words. “What do you mean?” she managed to say.
However, Julian’s smile never wavered as he stepped away from her. He approached the bed, his gaze lingering on the blindfolded Duchess.
“Just watch,” he instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument.
He positioned himself behind Lisa, as he reached out to touch her bare shoulder.
Lisa’s breath hitched at the unexpected touch and her heart raced faster than it had been just moments before. She assumed it was her husband returning and leaned back slightly.
Julian took the opportunity as his hand slid down her arm and then back up to cup her breast. His thumb and forefinger found her nipple, rolling it with just enough pressure to draw a sweet gasp from her lips.
“Ahh….,” Lisa moaned, the sound slipping out before she could stop it.
She was lost in the sensation of Julian’s gentle caress and the way the cold air hit her hardened nipple making her wetter than she already was.
His hands roamed over her body, teasing and exploring as he kissed along her neck and shoulders.
Isabel watched from the shadows, taking in the sight of what was unfolding before her.
Lisa’s breathing quickened, her chest rising and falling as Julian’s hands continued to explore her body. His fingers reached her undergarment, and with a firm tug, he slid them down her thigh, exposing her naked, wet pussy.
The cool air brushed against her sensitive skin, making her gasp as a wave of arousal coursed through her. She had no idea that it was not her husband touching her.
Julian leaned in close, his lips tickling her ear as he whispered, “You are so eager for tonight, aren’t you?”
His voice was deeper, rougher than she remembered and was filled with a hint of amusement.
The tone was different, but Lisa’s mind didn’t even consider the possibility that it could be someone else.
Why would it? In a moment like this, blindfolded and vulnerable, the thought of another man touching her was unimaginable—something she would never expect, nor could anyone else.
Lisa, lost in the sensation giggled. “You know how much I miss you when you are away,” she replied.
Julian smirked and continued his exploration. He slid his fingers lower, finding her pussy and teasing her clit with slow, gentle strokes.
“I can tell,” he said, his voice deepening to mimic Duke Hans’ tone. “You are already so wet for me.”
Lisa’s breath hitched at the words, her body responding to the skilled touch of a man she thought was her husband.
Her moans grew louder with soft gasps. “Ahh…yes…,” she breathed, her back arching into his hand.
Isabel watched as her own pussy twitched in response to the scene before her. Her hand moved to her chest, her fingers playing with her own hardened nipples through the fabric of her dress. freewebnvel.com
Julian’s fingers moved further as it slid easily into Lisa’s wet pussy. She moaned, arching her back as her body responded instinctively to the pleasure he was giving her.
Julian’s eyes never left Isabel’s as he pushed his finger deeper into her mother’s wet pussy.
“Ahh,” Lisa gasped, her voice filled with genuine pleasure as Julian’s finger curled inside her. “Yes, right there,” she moaned.
Julian’s fingers moved in rhythm as it slid in and out of Lisa that made her moan and quiver with each movement.
The silence of the room was broken by Lisa’s sudden cry. “Fuck me,” she begged, her voice shaking with desire. “I need your cock inside me.”
Julian smirked, his eyes never leaving Isabel’s. He stepped back, allowing Isabel to see him fully as he undressed. His cock sprang free, hard and thick and he stroked it slowly.
“Spread your legs for me,” he ordered, his voice now deeper and more commanding.
Lisa’s heart raced as she obeyed, her legs parting wider. The anticipation was almost unbearable as she waited for the touch she thought would be from her husband’s cock.
Julian stepped closer as he positioned himself between her thighs. His cock was hot and throbbing as he brushed it against Lisa’s pussy.
“Ahh… I can’t take it anymore,” Lisa begged, her voice a desperate plea that sent a rush of excitement through Julian’s body.
He chuckled as his hand moved to grip her hip, his cock nudging at her entrance.
Julian waited for a moment, before he pushed his cock deep inside Lisa’s pussy with one powerful stroke. Find more chapters on empire
“Holy fuck,” Lisa cried, the words escaping out of her mouth before she could stop or censor them. Her body arched, her head thrown back. The suddenness of the penetration, the unexpected fullness, was almost too much.
Julian’s grip on her hips tightened as he began to thrust into her, each movement powerful and deep.
Isabel watched completely mesmerized, as Julian claimed her mother’s body. The sight was erotic and disturbing and yet, here she was, her hand still playing with her aroused nipples, her own pussy growing wetter by the second as she watched the man she loved fuck her mother.
Julian’s strokes grew more powerful, his hips thrusting into Lisa’s with a rhythm that had her body moving in sync with his thrusts.
Lisa’s moans grew louder, her body filled with pleasure as Julian’s cock hit her deep within. The pleasure surged through her, overwhelming her senses, but there was something more—each thrust was a clear proof of his dominance over her.
She had thought it was her husband, but now that she felt the size of his cock inside her pussy, she knew something was off.
Her hands reached out, searching for the source of the sensations that had taken over her body. Her fingers found the hot and thick length of Julian’s cock, and she gripped it tightly, feeling the pulse of veins beneath the smooth skin.
Her arousal spiked with a shiver at the realization that it was not her husband’s cock filling her.
The conflict within Lisa was a raging storm. Her mind screamed for her to push him away, to end this scandalous act immediately, but her body wanted more.
Her hips rolled back to meet his every thrust, her legs wrapping around him to pull him deeper. The taboo was intoxicating, the wrongness of it all only seemed to heighten her pleasure.