Isaac is so well in tune with my body, he is using it as punishment for kissing Brandon and Ryan. Until I beg for forgiveness, he refuses to let me come. Over the past hour, his tongue, fingers, and mouth have teased my coil so tight it has nearly snapped more times than I can count, but seconds before my climax topples into oblivion, he withdraws contact.
It’s been hell—absolute agony. I’d rather be spanked with a paddle than go through this for another hour.
“Not yet,” Isaac mutters before sealing his mouth over mine.
Bombarded with sexual frustration, I snap my mouth shut and crank my head to the side, denying his kiss. I’m so annoyed, if his knee wasn't in between my legs, I’d snap them shut too.
Isaac chuckles against my mouth, seemingly pleased he has me rattled. Sliding his hand up my sweat-slicked body, he cups my engorged breast in his hand. His talented fingers soon tease my nipple into an erect bud, encouraging a raspy moan to spill from my lips.
The instant my lips part for a needy breath, Isaac’s tongue slides inside my mouth. I fight with all my might to deny his kiss, but I can’t. It is too scrumptious to ignore.
Weaving my fingers through his hair that is damp at the tips, I pull him onto my overheated body. A throaty moan rolls up my chest when his rigid cock brushes my throbbing clit.
Tilting my hips higher, I seek direct contact. I nearly cry in frustration when Isaac pulls back from my embrace.
“Not yet,” he teases, nipping at my lips with his teeth.
While kneeling between my milky white thighs, his smoldering eyes rake my naked form. I study him with just as much eagerness. His body is. . .oh. . . nearly enough to make me come just by looking at it.
Air hitches in my throat when he leans over to snag a condom out of his bedside table. Peering at me with lust-crammed eyes, he rests his backside on the balls of his feet before ripping open the foil packet with his teeth.
I watch in awe when he rolls the condom down his erect cock. Once it is in place, he bands his hands around my back to tilt my hips high into the air. A long, purring moan topples from my mouth when his cock sinks into my pussy in a painstakingly slow pace.
Once every delicious inch of his manhood has invaded me, his movements cease. I wiggle my hips, wordlessly begging for him to increase his tempo. He grips my hips, snubbing my plea without words.
Growling, my eyes pop open and lock with his. “Please,” I shamefully beg, my high tone leaving no doubt to my excited state.
Isaac's lips curl into a heart-fluttering smile as he withdraws his cock all the way to the tip. Pleasure rockets to my womb when he slams back into me in one ardent thrust. I moan, adoring being filled by him once more.
When Isaac stills his movements again, I barely hold back a sob. The veins in his neck are bulging profusely, showcasing his arousal, but there is a gleam in his eyes that reveals he can maintain this pace for hours if required.
“I’m not going to beg,” I snarl through gritted teeth.
“Yeah, you are.” Isaac’s tone is as cocky as his facial expression.
Rolling my eyes, I shake my head. Isaac executes an expert roll of his hips, faltering my firm stance. Pleas for forgiveness come spitting out of my mouth so hard and fast, my lips can’t keep up with the words they’re trying to form.
“Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Isaac asks while adjusting the position of my hips.
My shameful begs turn into a shallow moan when he increases the tempo of his thrusts. His speed is perfect, and it has me racing toward release at a record-setting pace.
I dig my nails into his back as an orgasm waves in my stomach before cresting in my aching core. My body heats up as his magnificent thrusts dominates my pussy. This is brilliant, the best sex I’ve ever had.
He drives me to the brink, screwing my body as well as he fucked my mind the past hour. He claims every inch of me, making me feel thoroughly whole. I’m moaning on repeat, incapable of intellectual thoughts, much less words.
“This is mine,” Isaac grunts between big pants.
His possessive eyes scan my naked body, activating every one of my hot buttons. “All of this is mine. Say it, Isabelle. Say it, and I’ll let you come.”
“It’s yours, all of it is yours. I’m yours,” I purr without hesitation, not only encouraged by my rampant horniness, but because I’ve wanted to be his since I crashed into him at the airport.
Isaac thrusts into me deeper, rolling his hips at the exact spot that drives me crazy. Shudders wreak havoc with my frame as my climax wavers on the edge. My body is heightened and primed for release, knowing it is moments away from pure bliss. I'm purring like a pussycat, loving the sensation bristling the fine hairs on my body.
“Oh. Ohh. Ohh.” My veins thicken when a fiery warmth spreads across my skin, coating it with a thin layer of sweat.
“Eyes on me, Isabelle.” Isaac’s voice reveals I’m not the only one caught off guard by the brilliance of our exchange.
My eyes pop open when his thumb circles my pulsating clit. His name roars from my throat in a grunted moan when I freefall over the edge. My nails bend harshly into his back as an orgasm scorches my body like an out-of-control wildfire.
