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Issac's huge hand palms my breast as his lips brush over my shoulder. Suddenly, I'm not quite so sleepy anymore. Warm hands wrap around me from behind, pulling my shirt up and off.
"You didn't just wake me up. You've got my cock throbbing." Issac kisses over my neck. "I'm gonna need you to take care of that."
"You're ridiculous." I grin over my shoulder. "All right, you better lick your way down and get me interested."
Issac chuckles. "Gladly." He unhooks my bra and tosses it aside.
Callused hands tease my stomach as he gets a hold of my shorts and panties. He slides them down my legs. He kisses his way lower and lower on my back. He bites the top of my ass where it meets my side and I let out a little squeal.
The stubble of his beard tickles as he licks his way over my hip. I'm not surprised when he pulls my pelvis, tilting my whole body toward the bed.
Issac hovers over me on tattooed forearms. The hungry look of desire on his face has my nipples tightening. He bites his lip. His hair falls around my face as he dips his head to mine. His fresh bergamot and citrus scent fills my nose. I grin. He really does smell like Irish Spring soap.
His hand grips my hair at the base of my skull, pulling my head to make me stare directly into his eyes as he kisses me. He pulls back, giving me a chance to catch my breath. Hiseyes dance over my face as he watches me with pure sexual appreciation. The low-slung sweatpants hang, showing off his abs and those sexy indents above his hips. The corded muscles of his neck and shoulders flex as he groans.
Goosebumps pebble on my skin as he licks and sucks his way from my breasts to my pussy.
Issac smirks at me from where he kneels between my spread thighs. He's mastered his come-fuck-me grin. It sends a damn shiver down my spine. Whenever I see that look I know he's about to destroy me, and I'm totally here for it.
He blows hot breath against my clit and I whimper. His warm wet tongue flicks out teasingly at first.
"Izzy, please," I beg, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
He hums against my clit. I can actually feel him grinning into my pussy. My hand slaps at his shoulder.
"Don't be a tease," I grumble.
Issac sucks my lower lips into his mouth one by one. His thick fingers splay me open and he pounces. His tongue works me over as he laps and sucks. His other hand holds my hip and pelvis in place.
He growls against my cunt as I grow even wetter. He's got his face buried in my pussy, tongue fucking my hole as his nose bumps my clit.
"Izzy," I moan. My whole body shivers as I get a huge hit of his scent. His pheromones are like a drug to my system, ramping up my pleasure and making everything hazy and supercharged.
"Goddamn, Love," he groans. "Come all over my face." He slides two thick fingers inside me, crooking them just right. My teeth clench as I whimper. A pulse pounds through my entire body. My nipples tighten, and I come, wave after wave of aching pleasure rolling through me.
"I can't get enough," he says, sucking my pussy.
"Too much," I gasp, arching off the bed and trying to pull his face away.
Issac's eyelashes flutter down as he crudely licks his lips. "Yeah, I'm never gonna get tired of that." He smirks.
He shoves at his sweatpants and his cock bobs out. "Wanna work me over with that tiny little mouth?"
I nod.
He kicks his sweatpants all the way off as he crawls up the bed. One tattoo covered arm braces on the headboard and he bends over me.
How thoughtful, I barely have to move. Tipping my head to the side, I flick my tongue over his tip.
A pearly white drop of pre-cum hits my tongue as I work the slit at the head of his cock. Issac groans, palming my head tenderly. My mouth works down over his mushroom head. I flick my tongue over each one of his ladder piercings as I work my way down and back up.
The salty taste of him on my tongue combined with his scent has me moaning around his cock as I try to stretch a hand down to rub my clit.
"Damn, Love," Issac groans, gripping my hair and pulling my mouth off his cock. "You're far too good at that for me to last."
He crawls over me. His strong chest brushes my nipples as he leans in for an open-mouthed kiss. He tastes like me. His hand brushes my hair away from my face.
"Are we good to do it like this?" Issac asks, leaning back on his knees as he places a hand on the baby bump.
