Isaac slowly pulls away from me, pressing his forehead to mine.
“We should go to my bedroom,” Isaac whispers. “Because I want to do very dirty things to you… without getting caught.”
This is it – my chance to say yes to Isaac or to push him away again…
Chapter Twenty-Three
Isaac
My heart pounds. I want to drag her off to the bedroom like an animal, but the responsible part of me knows that I must wait for her consent. Her arms slowly slink over my shoulders. I reach for her thighs and lift her off the barstool. She doesn’t say no. Gabby leans forward and kisses me. So I carry that sexy ass black woman to my bedroom with every intention of ripping her clothes off and ravishing her.
Finally…
I make out with Gabby as I carry her from the kitchen, slowly pausing to enjoy her full lips in the hallway as I take her to the bedroom. The kids have a white noise machine which usually keeps them knocked all the way out all night – modern parents need modern inventions. I toss Gabby back on the brand new king-sized bed in the new place I fully see as ours.
Gabby’s ass sits on the edge of the bed and I get down on my knees first.
“Don’t move,” I whisper. “I need to taste you before I have you tonight.”
Ikiss the top of Gabby’s thighs and slowly peel the clothing away from her skin while I kneel between her legs. If my words can’t convince her to stay with me, my tongue might do a little extra work on my behalf. Gabby wears a pair of unbelievably sexy flesh-toned underwear. The dark-chocolatey brown fabric is just a little bit lighter than her skintone. I peel it away from her skin and expose the slickness between her legs that I desperately want to taste.
Hiking her thighs up over my shoulder, I kiss my way along the inner portions of Gabby’s legs all the way up to the patch of wetness previously covered by the damp fabric I peeled away from her pussy. The scent of this woman is absolutely intoxicating already.
My face moves closer to Gabby’s wetness. My heart pounds as I get closer to her slit. Her skin tone darkens the closer to her gooey center it gets and when I spread her open, the pink flesh between her legs has a thick coating of clear juices sealing her perfect pussy lips together. She drips with her desire for me and I need to taste it.
Slowly, my tongue moves between Gabby’s lips as I anticipate her taste landing on my lips. The first touch of her soft pussy lips almost makes me explode in my pants. I need more. I move closer to her and thrust my tongue deeper, slowly moving along the full length of Gabby’s dripping slit.
Her breath hitches as she struggles not to emit a loud, out of control moan. I can tell she’s trembling with pleasure already as my pink muscle moves slowly around her clit, enjoying the buttercream taste of Gabby’s pussy. I circle her clit with more pressure and slow movements around her pleasure center. Her thighs tighten around my shoulder.
She struggles to hold back another moan and I struggle not to slide two fingers inside of her and make hercum fast… I need to savor this. I waited long enough to taste this woman that I want to enjoy every minute of it. I spread Gabby’s legs further apart and flatten my tongue against her spread open legs, tasting more of her pussy at once.
Her soft thighs, the wet texture of her pussy and the rest of her drives me to eat her pussy with more enthusiasm. My tongue pushes into her entrance and then slides back out as I taste every crease and crevice of her body before returning to her clit that I suckle on with firm lips and a mobile tongue until Gabby loses control over herself and moans louder than she means to moan.
Yes…
This is exactly what I want.
She reaches for my hair and tries to use her hands to control my head and take control over the pace at which I taste and eat her out. But it doesn’t work. I only enjoy the way her hands feel running through my hair, and I eat her out more until her little moans get even more out of control. When I feel her getting close I take my fingers and slide them in smooth circles around her soaking lower lips.
Once my fingers get nice and wet, I feel her entrance and slide two fingers inside Gabby while my tongue works her clit and she bucks her hips against me in every effort to ride my face and edge closer to a nice big climax. My body responds to hers getting closer to an orgasm. My fingers hook forward slightly to massage the front walls of Gabby’s pussy. Her breathing hitches again and the next moan is different from the rest as my tongue and fingers push her over the edge.
There’s so much wetness from her pussy and spit from the way my lips and tongue make love to her swollen flower, that I know fitting my cock inside her will be much easier. I let her breathe through her orgasm, enjoying the way her pussy pulses around my fingers before I remove them from her tightness.
I wipe the wet spit off against her thighs and then kissright where I touch before kissing the tops of her thighs again and kiss all the way back up to her clit. Her body trembles when I kiss her mound right above it, without my lips even touching her engorged nub.
“I could eat your pussy all night,” I whisper.
I kiss the patch of dark brown flesh right beneath her belly button. Gabby’s skin is such a pretty shade of brown. Her skin smells like vanilla and coconut. There’s something extra delicious about her pussy, like the taste of her was designed specially to please my tongue.
My cock jerks against my boxers. As much as I want to eat Gabby’s pussy all night, I won’t be able to rest until I slide my cock inside the swollen fleshy lips I just ate to satisfaction. She’s so hot, wet and ready for me that I can’t wait. I slowly kiss the way up Gabby’s stomach, with every intention of making this woman mine.
Our faces balance closely together, our noses almost touching. Her nose is much prettier than mine. I look like I have a beak. Hers is soft and curvy, with upturned nostrils that take on character with all her facial expressions. I look like a stern raptor in comparison to the soft, feminine creature beneath me in my bed.
I want to tell her so badly how I feel, even if I know my emotions could spoil this moment between us. My cock strains desperately against my briefs for her. And my heart feels the same sort of anxious pressing against my ribcage.
Her soft brown eyes linger on mine. The tug on my heart gets stronger. I know that I’m a mess. That I have baggage. But I can’t imagine feeling this way about another woman. I’ve felt a lot of things for the woman I’ve been with my whole life — but never this.
“I love you, Gabby.”