With my mouth, I draw out another orgasm this one more intense than the first one.
“Isaac,” she pants, her body bowing off the bed.
Needing my dick in her, I move. I undo the button and the zipper of my jeans and push them down enough for my dick to spring out of its confinement.
I line myself up with her and hold her gaze while I slide into her tight depths.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone as tight as her sweet pussy. Soon as I’m balls deep inside her, I give her a moment to adjust to my width.
She wiggles her hips and I take over. I’d love to be able to show her sweet and slow but right now I need to fuck her hard and fast.
Pulling back so the head of my dick is the only thing inside her, I slam back in starting a brutal pace that has her screaming my name. I end up covering her mouth with a hand, so she doesn’t wake Lincoln up. I fuckin’ love it though, she continues to scream through my hand cover, and I feel it when she comes, her pussy convulsing around me suckin’ the cum straight from my balls.
“Amaya,” I growl her name as I continue to plow into her depths, shooting my cum deep inside her.
Breathing heavily, I finally still inside her as the last of my orgasm leaves me. I remove my hand from over her mouth and lean down and capture her mouth. She allows me entrance and fuck if I don’t take the opportunity to show her mouth the same attention as I did her body. I dominate the kiss making her mine.
My dick hardens even more at her moaning into my mouth. Without releasing her mouth, or pulling out of her, I roll us until she’s on top. I move my hands to her hips and guide her hips into action wanting more of her.
After sinking into her, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of her. Amaya is magnificent in every way and I want it all.
Why?
Because having it all means she’s mine and I’m not about to give up something this good. No fuckin’ way will that ever happen. I know I should stop what we’re doing and talk to her about what I needed to talk about but fuck if I want to do anything other than be inside her for the rest of the night.
Talking can wait until morning. For now, I’m going to savor what I got and what I got is a good motherfuckin’ thing.
Chapter Sixteen
Amaya
Waking up to the sun shining in my face is something I’m starting to grow accustomed to. For the past week, I’ve woken up in the very same position each time, me on my side facing the window with Isaac holding me to him. His front plastered to my back.
This past week it’s been hard not to jump and take advantage of the package I’ve felt press against me more than a few times. Sure, we’ve made out, but I wanted more. Last night couldn’t have been any better.
I hadn’t intended on it happening, but oh my, was it not the best. I’d gotten Lincoln down for the night and figured I would have enough time to take care of myself before Isaac came home. I didn’t expect him to walk in on me, let alone sneak up on me.
During my touching, I’d been imagining it were his fingers working me while his mouth played with my nipples. Let’s just say, him climbing into the bed and going straight for what I needed to make myself come is an understatement.
Throughout the night he spent it being inside me, I even fell asleep with him seated deep inside.
This morning, he’s not just pressed against me. Nope, his dick is between my legs pressing against my entrance.
I bite my lip tempted to press further onto him so he’s inside me once again rather than teasing me. Isaac’s hands tighten around me and I feel him shift slightly. His dick slides inside and holy mother of all orgasms, the man starts to thrust slowly inside me.
Isaac keeps this pace building a fire in my belly. I don’t know how it happens but when he slides a hand down to touch my bud and his other hand comes to my mouth, I cry out as the orgasm takes hold and I come. Isaac’s thrusts become quicker and he soon joins me by groaning my name.
I never thought of myself as a moaner let alone a screamer, but with Isaac, he can have me singing with his dick inside me.
Isaac removes his hand from in front of my mouth and kisses my shoulder. “Fuckin’ love your pussy, Sweetness. Wakin’ up with you ready for me to sink into is even fuckin’ better.”
Oh my.
Um.
What do you say to something like that?
I lick my lips and snuggle into him rather than giving him a response. There’s no way I can actually put words together right now. No way. My head is fogged by the Isaac enhanced orgasm he’d given me.
A whimper of protest escapes my parted lips when he slips out of me. Isaac rolls me to my back and I meet his gaze.
My heart stills in my chest at the ink color of his eyes. There’s something to be said about it but I’m not sure what to make of it. I mean I’ve wanted this man to be mine for years and now here he is holding me in his arms.
“We gotta talk, Amaya,” he announces, and my heart begins to race once again. God knows when it comes to this man it can’t make up its mind on whether or not it wants to beat rapidly or if it wants to stop working altoghether. At
