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He kissed down her jaw, dragging it out for a few more seconds. “You never want slow,” he said, smiling at her in the dim light.
“That’s because slow is overrated. Make love to me, Isaac. Please,” she tacked on when she nipped at his lip.
“Are you warm?” he asked.
“Yes. Why?”
Instead of answering, he flipped their positions so she was now straddling him.
She laughed and rubbed herself back and forth over him, her pussy already wet, lubricating his cock. When he handed her a condom, she took her time easing it down his length and then stroked him. Her fingers were just loose enough to tease.
Reaching up with both hands, he played with her nipples until she was writhing on him, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He pulled her down, took one of her nipples in his mouth, and bit down just shy of causing real pain.
Her groan spurred him on, and he continued sucking her nipples. Reaching behind her, he kneaded her ass, and she groaned, rocking against him faster. He loved her ass, and it was one of her erogenous zones—it would drive her to the peak in no time at all.
“Fuck, yes,” she screamed as she rocked back and forth on the length of his cock, rubbing along it, creating a delicious friction.
“Now, Isaac. I need you.”
Releasing her nipple with a soft pop, he brought his hands forward and reached one between them, guiding himself to her hot, wet sex.
Kate braced herself on his shoulders and lifted up. Then she slowly lowered herself over him, sliding down until he was fully seated in her tight pussy. He was so hard for her that he was almost ready to come without either of them moving. But why deny them both the pleasure?
Wrapping his hands around her hips, he helped her move up and down on his cock, keeping her pace slow to prevent her from taking them both over the edge too quickly.
He let the pressure build for several long minutes.
“Please, Isaac. More. I’m so close.”
As much as he wanted to drag out their pleasure even longer, he was close too, and was barely hanging on.
Letting go of her hips, he reached between her legs and rubbed her clit. Her breathing picked up, and as he felt her start to tighten around him, he rubbed faster and drove his hips up.
“Fuuuuck. Isaac!”
He loved hearing her scream his name as she tightened around him and then ignited from the pleasure she took from him.
Taking her hips in both of his hands again, he lifted his own hips higher and tilted his pelvis, changing the angle as he drove into her again and again.
Isaac felt another orgasm rip through Kate, and it was his undoing, pulling him over the edge with her.
When she collapsed on top of him, they were both breathing like they’d just sprinted a hundred-yard dash.
Making quick work of the condom and cleaning them both up, Isaac tucked Kate back into his side. Then he pulled the blankets up, wrapping them around them both.
“I love you, Kate,” he whispered against her hair. Now that he’d said it, he wanted to say it all the time so she always knew.
“I love you, too.” She ran her fingers along his chest, tracing his tattoo, as he’d seen her do in the past. He hadn’t turned the lanterns off yet, and he loved watching her fingers on his skin. “Why the owl?”
He was sure his love for her grew in that moment. It was the first time she had ever asked about his tattoos. She’d shown her appreciation for them and his body, but not once had she asked about the meaning behind them. It was one more thing she had done to keep her distance.
Laying his hand over hers, he held it over one wing of the owl, right over his own heart. “Owls represent the ability to see beyond the surface and uncover hidden truths. My dad had a tattoo just like this. He said it was to always remind him what a special gift his magic was because he could feel emotions in people that others couldn’t. It was a gift he would never take lightly.”
His dad said those exact words to him when they realized that Isaac had inherited his dad’s special gift. A few months later, his dad inked the owl on him.
“It’s beautiful,” she said, and he felt her yawn against him.
“Get some sleep, beautiful.”
