I sputter a laugh and bring my hand to cover my face. “Yeah, it might get a little messy if you suck. My breasts are aching, but I think this time it’s all because of you, the good kind of aching.”
Vaughn nuzzles his face between my breasts then gives attention to the other breast, and his journey continues down my body, tracing around my belly button.
My body is a little different than before, but for the most part, I still feel sexy. I gasp a moan when he strips off my panties.
“We might have to go slow,” I whisper. Okay, I might be slightly petrified of what’s about to happen. I kind of refuse to look down there, and I can’t even imagine what this might all feel like.
That mouth of his, with a little evening stubble, brushes along my thighs, and he encourages my legs to open wide. He retreats his head back slightly to get a view.
“Trust me, this is nothing to be scared about. You’re glistening and soaking, and I desperately need a taste,” he assures me, so much that it sounds like he’s being honest. It eases me a little more.
The swiping of his tongue sinks me into a moment of ecstasy. Vaughn has always been a giver, especially when licking my pussy is involved. He knows where to point his tongue and swirls in the right places until my body coils against his mouth, with my moans becoming a string of slurs.
Then my eyes shoot open the second he dips a finger inside of me. It feels different. I feel tight, but everything feels ten times better than before. I’m not sure that I’ve ever been this sensitive inside of me, a new kind of magic.
“Christ, Isla, you feel amazing.”
A sound cracks out of me as I soak in this feeling. “I’ll feel better when your cock is inside of me, please,” I beg.
Vaugh kisses my thigh once more before he adjusts my legs to ensure he has space to be between them, with his cock finding home and slowly pumping in.
The instant connection causes me to gasp and Vaughn to groan in pleasure. “I’m not going to last.”
“Mmhmm. Me neither.”
Our mouths meet for a kiss to ride out his length driving deeper inside of me. Our breaths become one as the intensity is too overwhelming.
“You okay?” he whispers near my ear.
“Totally,” I promise.
The fingers on our one hand interlink, and he draws my arm up and over my head as my pussy wraps around him, and he drags in and out until he feels comfortable enough to move faster.
I can’t get enough, and I raise my thighs higher then wrap around his waist, with my toes digging into the muscles of his ass.
Our lips continue to dance around one another as we both begin to pant.
“You’re heaven, you know that?” he grits out as he continues to keep us connected.
“You’re just meant to live inside of me it seems.”
His response is to kiss my neck with a slight nip of my skin between his teeth.
We simmer like this for a little while, and then it happens. Our eyes connect, and we slow down for a second.
The confirmation between us that we both feel this pull is by far more than we imagined. It only leads us to chase our release.
“You’ll need to…” I remind him.
“Maybe a good thing, because if I come inside of you, I’ll be completely gone.”
A drowsy smile hits my lips. And it doesn’t leave until I’m trembling around him, and he pulls out to come on my thigh.
He collapses onto his back after he cleans my thigh with his boxers and throws them to the floor, and then I tuck into him, when he kisses the top of my head and drags the duvet over us. Kissing his chest, I bring my nails to draw lazy patterns on his bare skin.
“So, was this like our second date? Because if it is, then I think I’m becoming too easy,” I joke.
Vaughn ignores it and wraps me closer, tucking my head under her chin. “Nah, we always seem to be a few steps ahead.”
