“Big boy,” she said, taking me in hand.
It was my turn to undress her.
I took my time.
Something so beautiful and tasty deserved to be savored and enjoyed.
I began by easing the collar of her blouse open and kissing her skin as I popped each of the buttons.
When I reached the bottom, I rose back up and pulled her blouse off, exposing her flat stomach and full breasts, caged by her inconsiderate bra.
I reached back and unclipped it.
I raised the cups and attacked her nipples with my tongue.
Within seconds, they turned even harder.
While I tasted one nipple, I pinched the other.
I pressed her breasts together and kissed down her stomach to remove her pants.
She was there instantly, her arms resting on my shoulders as I scooped her up.
She wrapped her legs around me and buried her lips on mine.
“What do you think of the horns?” I said, glancing up at them.
She ran her hands over them and I shivered, surprised they were so sensitive to her touch.
She sat up and kissed my horns.
For some reason, it was the most erotic thing she could have done.
My cock grew ramrod hard as I carried her into the shower and raised her under the hot water.
She giggled as it ran over her swollen breasts and down her thighs.
I lowered my lips to her nipples and savored them once more.
My God, she was delicious.
I couldn’t wait to taste her.
In fact…
I hefted her up, careful to ensure she had plenty of headroom and raised her to my lips.
She yelped and flayed in case she fell, but she must have felt my rigid muscles holding her pinned above me and relaxed.
I had her right where I wanted her.
She gripped my hands and groaned as I slurped at her juices.
She gasped when I slid my tongue inside her and jabbed at those soft ridges.
Her legs shook and I could feel her tighten around my tongue.
Then I returned her to her feet.
She stumbled but she didn’t let that stop her as she got down on her knees and took me in her mouth.
There was no way for her to fit all of me inside but she tried her hardest anyway.
I leaned back and enjoyed the sensation of her lips around me.
I placed my hands on her head and jabbed at the back of her throat.
Then she dropped and, with her hand jerking me off, took my balls in her mouth.
I didn’t need to guide her or tell her what I wanted.
She already knew what I wanted.
This was it, I thought. Finally, we got to enjoy each other.
It might be the last few moments of freedom we had but that didn’t matter.
I would live this moment a thousand times in the torturous hours to come.
And so I savored every moment.
I reached over and turned the tap off.
I wanted her.
I needed her right now.
She continued to slurp on my cock as I raised her onto her feet.
We shared a small but intimate kiss.
As I exited the stall, she smacked me on the ass.
I grinned at her.
Soon this moment would end and our enemies would crash through the doors…
I took her by the hand and led her to the bed.
She kept her eyes on me and my swaying cock.
She seemed nervous, apprehensive.
“I won’t hurt you,” I said. “I’ll be gentle.”
“That makes one of us. I don’t want you to be gentle. I want you to show me how much you want me.”
I wasn’t sure her small human frame could take that sort of punishment…
The lights dimmed and then flickered.
We shared a look.
The Shadow were getting closer to hacking through our defenses.
We didn’t have much time left.
But the enemy would still have to wind through the hallways to reach us.
And I intended on using every moment at our disposal.
Isabella laid back on the bed with her legs spread before me.
She lay there, and I took a mental snapshot of this moment.
I never wanted to forget it.
Her lying there, naked and open to me to use however I wanted.
And that look in her eye…
I could barely control myself.
I approached her and let my cock prod at her opening.
She reached down and rubbed at her clit before taking the head of my cock in her hand and guiding me inside her.
She nodded, that same look of apprehension on her face.
I eased into her soft folds, one inch, then two, then three, then I pulled back and dove in again…
Four inches, five…
Six, seven…
Eight…
She gasped, half in pain, half in pure pleasure.
I pulled back out again, her juices already coating my cock…
And back inside her.
Nine, ten…
Just a little more…
A little more…
Isabella tossed her head to one side, then the other.
She gasped and rested her hands on her stomach as I pulled out of her and then back inside in long, doleful strokes.
Her hands flew out and clenched the sheets and pulled at them.
I dove again, and she threw back her head and groaned with pure joy.
Back and forth, back and forth…
Each time with the same slow movement…
Probing deeper and deeper…
Her breath hitched in her throat at the bottom of each stroke before I pulled back out again and dove back in…
And when she began to get used to it, I sped up…
I leaned forward on top of her and reached under, cupping her ass in my hands.
I slid inside her again.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh!” she moaned as a shallow orgasm took her breath.
Her body broke out with hot sweat.
She eased up onto her elbows and peered at me in the eyes defiantly.
She ground her teeth as I moved faster, my hips pulling back and thrusting against hers, her pussy taking a pounding.
She leaned her head back and I pressed my lips to hers.
She sucked on my tongue as I ground inside her.
Her pussy clenched so tight she must have felt every inch of my cock inside her.
“Yes!” she screamed.
I pinned her legs back and dove deeper.
Her legs shuddered and I went to town.
As she sailed
