“Kiss me, please.” She didn’t stop herself from begging.
He went back to kissing her until she knew she’d come, knew she’d get off harder than she ever had before. With each passing second, he seemed to unravel even more. She felt her climax mounting and wanted it to consume every inch of her.
“Come for me, baby. Let me see you get off.”
She nodded. Her lips parted, her eyes wide.
“Squeeze that pussy on my cock, milk the cum from me.”
“Oh,” she moaned, squeezing her inner muscles around his dick.
He reached between them and pressed his thumb to her clit, rubbing it back and forth. With his cock deep in her pussy and his thumb on her clit, her orgasm crested.
“I knew it would be like this with you, that you’d be so primed and receptive to me.” He slammed into her over and over again, her orgasm intense and body numbing.
He slowed his thrusting. “I knew you’d feel this good, Izabella. I knew you’d feel this right,” he murmured, seemingly to himself. “I shouldn’t have waited so long, baby.”
She didn’t know how to respond to that. But he didn’t give her a chance to say anything because he started thrusting into her again, really fucking her, as if to cement his words.
In and out, faster and harder, and she got lost in the sensation, in the feeling of everything that was Corbin. Izabella felt herself falling over the edge once more and came long and hard around him, knowing deep down she’d never feel this kind of pleasure with anyone else.
She wanted him to come right along with her, but instead of finding his release, Corbin pulled out of her right when her climax started to fade. She couldn’t contain her gasp at the sudden empty feeling.
Without saying anything, he turned from the wall and strode down the hall with her in his arms. “Room?” he asked in a gruff, almost impatient voice.
After she told him where it was, and they were inside it, he walked to the bed and set her down.
Once on the bed, he grabbed her hands and pulled them above her head. Holding on to her wrists with one hand, he looked his fill of her tits and pussy. He grabbed his cock with his free hand and started stroking himself. She could see the way his abdomen flexed as he breathed heavily.
Her heart was beating hard and fast, and even though she had already come more than once, she wanted more.
God, did she want more.
“I hope you’re ready because I’m not nearly done with you, Izabella.”
8
Corbin pulled back from her, and for a second, all he did was stare at Izabella. Looking at every inch of her, he knew this woman would be his no matter what. He’d started this, had finally said fuck it and gone after her, and he wasn’t just going to walk away. He couldn’t.
Grabbing his dick, Corbin started jerking off as he looked at her tits, then slid his gaze down to her rounded belly, and finally stopped at her pussy. She had a trimmed thatch of dark hair covering her cunt, but fuck, he could see the slit and her plump pussy lips.
His cock was slick from her juices, and this voice in the back of his head kept nagging at him about something, but he was so far gone for her he pushed the fucker back.
“Spread your legs for me. Let me see your pussy lips part, baby.”
Her chest started rising and falling harder, but she placed her feet flat on the bed and did as he said. When her thighs were spread wide and her cunt lips parted obscenely, he groaned. Stroking himself harder, faster, and squeezing his cock until the pleasure and discomfort mixed into one, Corbin finally said fuck it and got on the bed.
He covered her with his body and buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.
“You smell so damn good, Izabella.” Running his tongue up the column of her throat, he thrust his dick between her legs. “You feel so good, taste so fucking good.” Leaning back and smoothing his finger along her bottom lip, he felt his entire body tighten. He took possession of her mouth, sucking on her tongue, and groaned.
“Corbin.” She breathed out his name, and he felt this tug inside him. It felt damn good to hear her say it, especially in the throes of her passion. “That feels so good.”
“You like having me on top of you, touching you, owning you?”
She nodded, and he grinned against her neck right before gently biting her flesh. She arched up to him, her breasts rubbing along his chest and her pussy sliding over his dick.
“It feels right, doesn’t it, baby?”
“Yes.” She moaned that lone word out.
“It feels so fucking right to have you like this.”