His dark brows rose. He snagged my wrist, making a tsking sound. Lifting my hand, he sucked my finger into his mouth and licked it clean. Desire curled through me. Isaac leaned over, kissing me hard and passionately until I forgot my impatience. Brandy and a hint of my juices danced across my taste buds.
His cock nudged my thigh before he redirected it to the mouth of my pussy. It had been so long. Isaac captured my lips again and pushed insistently into my pussy. The sense of fullness was incredible as he buried himself to the hilt, but then he started thrusting.
Slow.
Deep.
Oh, boy. Deep was the best. And the way his thick cock stretched me, filling me so sweetly. I shivered and held on tight. Isaac stroked in and out, telling me I was beautiful, that he loved to fuck me. I gloried in his words, his touch. An orgasm shimmered just beyond my grasp. I moved with him, canting my hips high. Panting, my body tense, hungry for release. Isaac increased the pace, his balls slapping me with each plunge.
My eyes slid shut to savor and enjoy the intense pleasure, the strength of him as his thrusts grew more frenzied, working me, driving us both higher and closer to release. His head lowered and his tongue delved into my mouth, demanding. Plundering. I rocked against his body, his cock massaging my sensitive nub. He swept me under into a private place where sensation ruled and there was only the two of us.
No past. No present.
No rules about age.
Just two lovers giving and receiving pleasure.
I sighed into his mouth at the beauty of it. Isaac hammered into me. We both breathed hard, straining for release. With each thrust, he pushed me higher. The insistent tingle each time he brushed my clit built. He pumped into me again, our lips grinding together. My hands smoothed over his back to cup his butt. I squeezed just as intense pleasure burst, washing over me in a fiery blaze.
“Isaac,” I gasped, riding the wave for all it was worth. That seemed to be the signal he was waiting for. His strokes became frenzied, then he stilled, and deep inside I felt the pulsing of his cock as semen erupted from his body. He shuddered and squeezed his eyes shut in an expression that was almost pain. God, I loved that I could make him feel this way.
For long, silent moments, we cuddled, our sweaty bodies sticking together in a most uncomfortable manner. I didn’t care. I hadn’t felt this close to anyone for a long time, and I didn’t want to move.
