Chapter 344

Michael didn't rush Isabella to get to the point. He knew that savoring the moment was what mattered most right now.

Feeling her soft, bouncy breasts against his back, Michael couldn't help but rub them. Instinctively, he reached back to stroke Isabella's thighs.

His hand glided over her smooth, firm legs, and the delicate touch on her thighs made him moan softly.

Isabella felt a ticklish sensation on her thighs, making her rub his back even faster.

Michael's hand continued to move up her thighs until he pushed aside her panties to touch her labia and clitoris.

One of his fingers gently slid into her vagina, feeling the wetness that showed she was already aroused.

But then, Isabella suddenly pulled away, leaving Michael puzzled. "Why'd you stop? Not enough lube?" he asked.

Blushing, Isabella glared at him. "Ever think I might be tired too? I need to switch it up," she said.

Michael chuckled and stayed on the bed. Suddenly, he felt Isabella's hand kneading his butt and stroking the cleft. She lifted his body slightly, raising his buttocks.

"Darling, this is kinda embarrassing," Michael said with a smile.

Out of nowhere, Michael let out a loud moan as Isabella's hand, while caressing his butt, unexpectedly slipped a finger into his anus.

"Darling, you never told me you had this move up your sleeve," Michael moaned, but he didn't resist.

Even though the pleasure from his prostate was a bit embarrassing, it was undeniably enjoyable.

Isabella didn't respond but used her other hand, slick with lube, to touch his penis and massage his balls.

"This feels amazing. Darling, did you look this up online?" Michael asked, clearly enjoying himself.

Suddenly, he felt Isabella patting his butt, and he smiled, stopping his questions. Despite their growing openness in the bedroom, Isabella still couldn't stand vulgar language.

Michael tried to relax his sphincter to make it easier for Isabella's fingers to slide in smoothly.

At the same time, he could feel her other hand repeatedly rubbing his glans. The sensitive tip always made his body tremble slightly when stimulated. The tingling sensation went deep into his soul.

They stayed like that for nearly 20 minutes, with Michael enjoying a different kind of pleasure.

Suddenly, Isabella removed her finger from his anus and patted his butt. "Darling, turn over and face up," she said.

Michael nodded and lay on the bed, noticing the tray in Isabella's hand. He immediately understood she was going to use more props.

He obediently lay down, his erect penis standing tall.

Michael noticed Isabella picking up the cup of ice water from the tray. She took a sip, then brought her mouth close to his face.

The cold water slowly dripped from her mouth onto his face, sending shivers through his hot skin and making him moan involuntarily.

"Darling, what new game is this?" Michael asked, eyes closed, savoring the sensation.

With water still in her mouth, Isabella didn't answer. She continued down his face, neck, and then to his nipples.

Michael felt the cold water circling his nipples. Even though men's nipples aren't as functional as women's, they're just as sensitive. The cold water's stimulation almost made him cry out.

After a brief pause on his nipples, Isabella moved down to his groin. She spat out the now-warm water and took another sip.

As Isabella drank, Michael instinctively spread his legs, sensing the real fun was about to start.

He was right. Isabella took some crushed ice in her mouth and then engulfed his penis.

The instant cold sensation shot through his nerves to his brain. The hot penis touching the ice felt like a strong chemical reaction, making Michael feel like his penis was getting bigger.

Michael opened his eyes in pleasure and looked down at his lower body.

With ice in her mouth, Isabella moved up and down his penis. As the melted ice water flowed down to his scrotum, it stimulated his testicles. The cold water also trickled to his anus, causing his sphincter to contract involuntarily.

But this was just the beginning.

After the ice in her mouth melted, Isabella spat it out and took a mouthful of warm water. She lowered her head and engulfed Michael's penis with the warm water.

"Oh my, this is so stimulating," Michael gasped heavily.

After the cold water, his penis had adjusted to the temperature, but the sudden flow of hot water made him feel like his penis was about to explode.

Enjoying Isabella's actions, Michael tightly gripped the bedsheets, tearing them in some places from the force.

After the repeated hot and cold water stimulation, Michael's glans became even more sensitive. Most importantly, Isabella's tongue and teeth kept stimulating his sensitive glans, almost making him feel the urge to ejaculate.

Michael thought, 'Darn it, am I about to climax before the main event? How can my body be so weak? Hold on! I must hold on!' He tightly closed his eyes, trying to shift his focus to suppress the urge to ejaculate.

In Michael's mind, images of past competitors, enemies, John, Mason, and even Isabella's disliked parents flashed rapidly.

Just as Michael felt the urge to ejaculate gradually being suppressed, Isabella's new stimulation arrived.

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