Page 67 of Fighting Fate


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"Only if you're not ready. Please. You have to tell me if you are."

This is it. The real deal. The only thing that had stopped her in the past was her inability to see a future with anyone. Even though it scared the shit out of her, shecouldsee a future with Isaac. More than that, she wanted it.

"I'm ready," she said before her brain could play devil's advocate.

She tried to keep her cool but the second the words passed her lips, his lips were on her. His tongue flicking over one nipple, she shuddered and pulled her bra off over her head before filling her fists with his hair as he filled his mouth with her breast.

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Her hands in his hair egging him on were the end of Isaac's restraint. Cupping her rear in his hands he lifted her. Standing, he shifted his attention from her left breast to her right. Katie's thighs tightened around his ribs with the fresh sensation of his tongue on the neglected flesh.

"Oh, Isaac." Katie curled her body into him kissing the top of his head. His temple. When she nipped the shell of his ear he stepped around the footstool making Katie squeak as he threw her down on the bed. Her breasts bounced as her body settled and a wide, wicked grin curled on her lips and glowed in her eyes.

He wanted nothing more than to rip off the rest of their clothes and sink into her. But this was officially her first time. It had to be better than that. It had to be the best. And it had to last.

On all fours, Isaac centered her between his limbs and crawled onto the bed. Katie didn't blink—didn't move a muscle until he dipped his head. Brushing his lips against hers, her lashes fluttered as she tilted her chin increasing the pressure. Asking for more. Which he didn't hesitate to give parting her lips with his tongue.

Katie's mouth hummed. The harder he kissed her, the more desperately her tongue moved inside his mouth. Like she was looking for something she couldn't live without. That's when Isaac lowered himself to lay beside her. Sliding his hand down her side, he slipped his fingers under the waistbands of her shorts and panties before dipping them between the hot, wet folds of flesh between her legs.

Dragging his sex-soaked finger over her clit, Katie arched breaking their kiss as her hum graduated to a gasping cry for more.

Isaac obliged dipping two fingers into her, then three. When her legs spread wide he slid the flat of his fingers up her middle petting her heavily as she bucked and writhed against his hand.

"It should have been my hand on you last night. Not yours."

"Oh, God, yes."

Isaac circled the tip of his finger around her clit. She arched again. Isaac buried his face in her neck. "You'd never have to do this for yourself again if you didn't want to."

Katie sucked in a breath. Released it crying out, "yes" again and again coming around the three fingers he slipped in at the last second. Knowing, as he watched, he wanted this—her—always. But he could only hope her yeses meant she'd give him the chance.

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Exhausted by the best orgasm she'd ever had, Katie road the waves Isaac made as he moved to stand beside the bed. As he towered over her, she took in every inch of his gorgeous form. Her eyes landing on the bulge stretching his basketball shorts taught.

"You're sure you want this?" Isaac asked with his thumbs hooked in the waist of his shorts.

Katie sat up. Laying her hands flat on the ridged plane of his stomach. "I want this." She looked up, into his eyes. "I want you." In fact, she never wanted anything or anyone as badly as she wanted him right now.

A week ago, a thought like that would have had her hunting for her clothes and running for the hills. It still tried, reminding her how complicated this would be to maintain. That he would only get in the way. The thought tried to convince her she had more important things to do. She fought those thoughts off as fast as they came.

"Now." She grabbed his wrists. Tugged. Together they pushed his shorts to the floor.

As he kicked them, then his briefs aside, Katie leaned back lifting her hips and stripping her bottoms off.

He crawled over her again. This time, his legs were between hers. As she opened herself to him, fear and excitement raised billions of goosebumps over her body.

"Don't worry." Isaac bent close and kissed her throat. "We'll go slow."

Kissing her neck, then her jaw, he reached down between them. When their lips met again, she felt him at her entrance. Broad and hard. Showing him she was ready, Katie rolled her hips inviting him in.

He accepted her invitation.

The deeper he sank the wider she spread her legs to make room. To lessen the pain.

"Should I stop?" Isaac backed out a bit when she lost control of the whimper she'd been fighting to hold back.

"No." She gripped his hips. "Don't stop." She pulled him back in, further than he'd been. Whimpered again. "It's a good hurt."

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