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Thank you for the reviews ! You guys are the best ! Also, I wanted to apologize if anyone felt offended when Clary called Aline "China".It was only meant to be offensive to Aline because she was being nasty.I love China guys ! I actually study chinese, so, no worries ! I inserted some Sizzy for all of you who ship them .WARNING! This chapter contains lemons and smut.

It's been two weeks and Simon hasn't even touched her. Not a kiss, not a carress, not even by accident. Every night he slept miles away from her, completely oblivious to her almost -naked self .She felt disappointed. All her life men have chased her and worshipped the ground she walked on, and now that she was married, she was unable to entice her own husband. She wasn't used to making the first move. In fact, she couldn't even recall having ever done that before. Simon was different .He wanted to talk to her. He asked her questions about her life, her childhood, her feelings. Every night before bed he would ask her about her day and listen attentively through every detail of her stories, even the ones that involved shopping. She had actually grown quite fond of their little talks , and of him. She enjoyed having someone next to her at night. She wasn't one of those persons who liked being alone. Whenever she'd be alone, she'd remember all the things she had gone through,all the suffering, every loss. Clary was the last of her loved ones who was still alive. And now, she had Simon. Her geeky and shy Simon who would tell her stories about superheroes to help her fall asleep. And , on top of all that, Simon was also very ,very attrative. He was tall and muscular,and had a very pretty face. The fact that he never wore a shirt to bed did not help her frustration towards him. Tonight, she was determined to confront him.

She stared at herself in the mirror. She had applied smokey makeup, making her eyes look cat-like and seductive. Her lips were blood-red, and her hair completely straight, reaching the small of her back. She had put on the most revealing nightgown she owned. It was black and see-through, its length barely covering her lady parts She was also not wearing a bra , so her areolas were quite visible. She took a deep breath and stepped out of the bathroom. She was actually nervous, afraid of being rejected. She had no idea whether Simon was attracted to her or not. He had never tried to touch her. Not once.

Simon was lying on the bed reading a book, the lamp on his nightstand turned on. He was wearing black pijama pants and no top, as always. He felt Isabelle's weight on the mattress and her sweet perfume in the air. He smiled , raised his eyes to meet hers and immediately dropped his book on the floor. Isabelle's lips curved upward seductively. He gulped,his mouth dry and his mind a blur. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life ,and now she was practically naked next to him. The flimsy nightgown she was wearing was revealing her breasts completely to him. Her panties were probably the smallest piece of fabric he had ever seen. In fact, they were barely there. He could not help his body's physical reaction to her. And there was no way to hide it either in the loose pants he had on. Her eyes flickered to his manhood and she smiled mischievously. She was relieved. He wanted her. That was all she needed to know. Before she knew it , she was straddling his hips, her arms around his neck, and his back pinned to the headboard of the bed. He gasped, his hands on either side of his body, afraid to touch her.

"Simon.."she whispered his name, running her hands over his naked ,polished chest, feeling his soft skin and the rough outline of his runes. He stiffened under her touch,overwhelmed by the whole panic shooting through him made it almost impossible to breathe. He just stared at her with wide-eyes. She pressed her wet lips to his. He closed his eyes and groaned at the sensation. She cupped his face, looking into the depths of his eyes."Why won't you touch me, Simon?"she inquired, almost pleadingly.

"I.. I.. "he stammered, struggling to find words to explain it to her. He brought one of his hands upward, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. He looked at her adoringly while she closed her eyes, releasing a content sigh."Not in that way.."she complained.

"Isabelle.. I.. just.."he averted his eyes from her and she started to notice the little blush in his cheeks.

"Hey"she cupped his face gently, making him look at her."I am your wife. You can tell me anything. I want you to tell me what's bothering you."she told him in a soothing, reassuring tone.

"I don't know how to touch you."

She arched her eyebrows curiously."What do you mean?"

"I mean.. I've never been with a woman before. Much less with a gorgeous woman like you. I don't know how to satistfy your needs.."he confessed, dropping his eyes to his lap.

"Oh, Simon.."she pressed her lips to his."I'll teach you ,sweetheart.."

She took his arms and placed them on her waist. He carressed her gently, feeling the soft fabric of her nightgown. She then crushed her lips to his ,grabbing a fistfull of his hair, making him moan. Simon couldn't believe that all this time she had thought he didn't want her. He traced his tongue across her bottom lip, asking for entrance as she gladly allowed him to explore her mouth, both of them slowly getting used to each other's taste. Being this close to her felt surreal to Simon. While still kissing her he moved his hands slowly until they were on her ribs just underneath her breasts . He hoped she couldn't feel the slight tremble of his hands. She did,in fact, notice his hesitation and grabbed both his hands ,placing them on her breasts, squeezing gently, urging him to do the same. He relished in the softness of her lady lumps,squeezing and massaging them with his inexperienced ,calloused hands. SHe dropped her lips to his neck ,placing hot ,wet kisses all over it , making him groan and buck into her core experimentally. She moaned at the sensation and started grinding herself against his manhood, desperately searching for relief. Simon 's hands were at the hem of her nightgown and he started lifting it slowly. She grabbed it and took it off hastily. He just stared in awe at her naked chest, his mouth agape."You can kiss them,if you want.."she added sweetly, her hand on the nape of his neck,bringing him closer to her. Simon 's eyes flickered to her once,as if to reassure himself , and closed his mouth around one of her hardened nipples, making her gasp. He began sucking ,licking and biting gently, keeping a hand on her breast and the other hand on her lower abdomen. Isabelle tilted her head backwards and fisted his curly hair hard, earning a groan from him. She took his hand and placed it on her wet core, moving her hand over his, showing him how to bring her pleasure. He obeyed her, while kissing her chest, her neck and going back to her lips. He boldly placed his hand inside her panties, feeling her directly .She scraped her nails across his back while he slowly parted her folds, feeling how slick and wet she was just for him. He sucked on her lower lip while dipping a finger inside her. She moaned loudly lifting herself slightly, so that he could move his hand. He began his administrations painfully slow, adding a second finger afterwards. Isabelle's soft pants and moans began filling the room , making Simon deliciously hard."Oh, Simon.. faster, please"she pleaded, biting his earlobe. He complied, as Isabelle began gasping, whimpering and groaning uncontrolably , feeling herself approach her peak. She started clawing him and pulling at his hair desperately while screaming his name. Simon could not believe that he was doing that to her. Feeling her walls clench around his fingers, Isabelle bit his shoulder hard, almost drawing blood."I'm sorry.."she whispered out of breath."It's okay.."he replied. A look of bliss covered Isabelle's face as she leaned in and kissed him passionately, while she got off of him removing his pants and underwear. She straddled him again grinding her core against his throbbing member. He was lying of his back, panting feverishly. With a swift movement he ripped Isabelle's panties apart, throwing what was left of them on the floor, making her gasp in surprise. She grabbed his member stroking it a few times before she lowered herself on it and began riding him intensely. He grabbed her roughly and pressed her naked chest to his, kissing her lips hungrily, groaning loudly. She ran her nails over his muscled arms,moaning . He felt himself taken over by an immense feeling of passion , the sounds she was making driving him mad. He flipped them over, thrusting into her feverishly, making the headboard bang loudly against the wall."By the Angel , Simon ! Don't stop !"she yelled running her fingers through her haid. She grabbed his hand and placed it over her clitoris urging him to bring her on the edge again. He compelled and with a few movements made her clamp down against his member. His release came shortly after and he collaped on Isabelle, crushing her. She stroked his back soothingly .

"You're a fast learner." she gasped ,feeling blissed.

Okay, okay , I hope I did not disappoint ! This is my first time ever writing anything sexual, so don't judge me too harshly. I hope you guys enjoyed it!

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-Kisses