Isaac tosses me back onto the bed and climbs on top of me like a horny animal hungry for me. He kisses every inch of my exposed skin that his lips find until his face plants between my legs again and he eats me out to another orgasm. He doesn’t even care that my cum and his cum mix between my legs. He focuses his attention on my clit and then presses two fingers against my entrance and adds them to my pussy, getting the bed soaked beneath us as he tongues me to another climax.
When I’m done gasping for breath, Isaac moves his body slowly over mine until our lips meet again. His firm musculature is so heavy as he presses me into the bed that I feel utterly submissive to him. We kiss and then our eyes meet. I feel his cock pressing up against me again. And this time will be slower. More romantic. Isaac’s eyes are warm and swimming with emotion that tugs at the center of my chest.
“I love you, Gabby,” he murmurs. He kisses my forehead and the tip of my nose again. I love him back. So much it hurts.
“I love you too, Isaac.”
“Good,” he whispers. “That’s all the two of us ever need, Gabby.”
“And loyalty.”
He laughs. “Was that a question?”
“No. I guess not.”
“I will always be loyal to you,” he whispers. “And you know that I will break the neck of any man who looks your way.”
The rigid tip of Isaac’s cock presses against my entrance again and this time he takes me slowly. After all our crazy lovemaking earlier, taking it slow feels good. My pussy aches from how many times I’ve taken Isaac’s big cock so the slow ease between my legs tingles and hurts until he’s all the way inside.
“I’ll go slow, baby,” he whispers. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
His hands slide between my legs and Isaac massages my clit gently as his hips withdraw slowly and he eases all the way forward, burying his dick inside me to the hilt. He doesn’t stop eye contact with me and that makes it so much hotter. So much harder to hide my feelings. Isaac gazes directly into my eyes as he fucks me nice and slow.
I didn’t think I could cum again so easily, but he takes his time with me and massages me to a slow wet orgasm. I want his baby now if I didn’t before. My body becomes utterly submissive to all of Isaac’s whims. He pumps into me slowly and when he finally cums, I feel him squirt inside me and paint the back walls of my pussy with his seed. I wrap my legs around him and hook my ankles around his body, pulling him close to me.
“I love you,” Isaac grunts as he erupts inside me. “I love you, baby…”
Being with him feels right in a way that it never has with anyone else. I never thought I could be lucky like this, but maybe this is just proof that everything happens in God’s timing. I’m going to Harvard. I have a man I love, who loves me back. For the first time ever, I can see a future with a man that feels… right. Not like I’m compromising. Or like I’m settling in some way because I think that’s what I’m supposed to do.
“Come here,” Isaac murmurs, pulling out of me and drawing my body against his. “I want one night with you before this place turns into a mad house.”
How can I argue with that? I can’t get enough of Isaac right now. He can’t get enough of me. It’s been a long time too… Way too long. I hold him close and even if I don’t know what will come next for the two of us, I feel like this is where it all starts.
Our happily ever after.
I should have known that our night wouldn’t end there. Happily ever after is just the beginning after all, and Isaac wanted to make sure our world started with an explosive mess of pleasure. We might have fallen asleep for a minute or two, but I don’t really know. Isaac’s beard tickles my shoulder as he kisses me awake. I whimper and moan as his ticklish bearded kisses prompt me awake.
“I’m not done,” Isaac growls in my ear, pushing me onto my back and sliding his body on top of mine. If I wasn’t awake before, I’m awake now. His firm body weighs heavily on mine, pressing me into my bed. My hands rush to Isaac’s firm physique, taking stock of every inch of this man’s pale but chiseled body.
Isaac has a lot fewer tattoos than most of the bikers in his crew, most of his ink hidden beneath his t-shirt where I can touch them right now. Greedily, my hands rush to his firm abs and then between his legs again. As my hands wrap around Isaac’s cock, a tightness in my throat seems to spread the same tension throughout the rest of my body.
His dick springs to life in my hands and shifts to allow my hand to accommodate more of his shaft. The muscles on Isaac’s face tense, and his jaw. He buries his nose into my neck.
“Fuck,” he growls. “You tempt me so badly. But I can’t have your pussy again when there’s another hole I haven’t touched.”
To cement his point, Isaac’s fingers draw slowly along my thigh until his thumb presses against my tight sphincter. I’ve never had anybody touch me down there. Isaac’s lips move from my neck to my cheek. His gaze moves to mine as his finger moves slowly around my puckered back door while he gauges my reaction.
Wetness drools out of my pussy and must soak his finger as it circles my asshole, but that doesn’t deter Isaac in the slightest. His eyes gleam with the same loving excitement that I saw on his face when he entered the room for the first time. There might not be another time for us to do this either. Taking a big cock like Isaac’s up my back door isn’t exactly aneasyactivity to accomplish in a house with three kids on the loose.
So there’s pressure. Not much time for me to decide. And a thick meaty finger pressing against my juicy asshole. The lump in my throat expands.
“Scared?” Isaac asks. I can’t tell if I imagine the teasing tone or if Isaac enjoys turning me into an uncertain whimpering mess while I lay sprawled, wet and vulnerable beneath him. The man is more than double my size. If he wanted to stick his meaty finger in my ass, he could do it easily andthere would be no response left for me but to spread my cheeks and take it…
My body shudders as Isaac increases his teasing and pushes his thumb against the tightening hole. Fear surges through me and he must notice the change on my face because he softens my fear with a gentle kiss. I wish I could resist the kiss, but I yield to it and Isaac responds by sliding his thumb up to the first knuckle in my back door. My ass spreads to accommodate his finger and already, Isaac seems to enjoy this slight penetration.
“Tight,” he grunts and then slides the rest of his thumb inside me. The pressure I feel between my legs is weird. Not unpleasant, but strange. Isaac moves his finger in a slow circle around my ass. There’s pressure against the back walls of my pussy and then all my flesh tightens and grows slippery under the control of Isaac’s hands.
I can feel him taking it easy on me, massaging my ass until his fingers don’t hurt in the slightest and he can thrust that thumb into my ass in a way that causes pleasure, not pain. I bite my lower lip as Isaac makes dirty, filthy eye contact with me and fucks my back door with his thumb. The utterly deranged look of possessiveness in his eyes makes it harder to gain any control over myself while Isaac spreads and opens up my back door for his pleasure.