unsnapping her jeans with one hand, Isaiah slid the other over her abdomen and down into her panties.
“I need to feel you come on my hand. To give you a moment of pleasure after how hard you worked.” He stroked over her clit with his thumb, tracing two fingers down her moist cleft and into her pussy. She arched against him with a gasp. “So wet. God, how I want you.”
“We can make time.” Her voice was breathy and rough, ending on a hard exhale.
“You had a quickie the first time. You deserve more. The next time I have my cock in your body, we’re going to slow things down. I plan to take all the time necessary to truly appreciate you.”
Using his other hand, he shoved her sweater up her torso and sucked her nipple through the thin fabric of her bra. Moving to the other, he didn’t stop until both were hard and distended.
“Don’t stop…”
“Such responsive breasts, Kayla. I’m going to give them plenty of attention later.” She rocked into his hand, her lower lip between her teeth. “You want to come. Your pussy is tightening around my fingers.” He made small circles over the bundle of nerves that was slick and swollen.
The strength of his thrusts inside her didn’t slow as she pulled his mouth to hers for a kiss. He let her take what she needed, her hips rocking against the pressure he offered.
Putting his mouth at her ear, her breaths panted warmly against his cheek. “I’m not going to let myself come for a long time so I can feel you tighten around me again and again. I won’t take you soft. I’m taking you hard, pounding into you until you don’t remember your name.”
“ Yes… ” She gasped and arched her hips forcefully into his hand, coming with her mouth pressed against his shoulder to muffle the sounds of her release.
He stroked her past the climax until he felt her muscle tension begin to ease. “I love watching you come. I’ve never wanted anyone as much.”
“Please let me have your cock.” She cupped her palm over the ridge beneath the denim, stroking firmly. He was amazed that he didn’t immediately lose control. “You’re so hard. I want you in my mouth.” Her hands moved to the closure of his jeans while he kissed the breath from her body.
There was a light tap on the dressing room door and both of them went still and silent.
Madeline’s voice pulled them from the cocoon they’d created and Kayla whimpered in frustration. “Mikayla, now ! Let that man get some air and come on.” She waited ten seconds. “I’m not leaving. You know better. I’ll wait right here until you two get in the damn car.”
Staring into Isaiah’s eyes, she called, “Can I have ten more minutes?”
“Absolutely not. We’re already fashionably late. Get in the car.”
“Don’t do this to me,” she groaned. “One minute.”
“I’m walking a few feet away and counting that minute down, Sissy.”
Mikayla lightly banged her head against the wall with her eyes clenched shut. Finally, they fluttered open and she stared at him. “Tell me we’ll finish this later?”
He nodded, barely controlling the urge of every cell that wanted inside her immediately. “Yes.”
“Don’t forget the theme, Isaiah.”
Not a chance in hell. She kissed him thoroughly, let him go, and straightened her clothing. Her smile was grim as she pulled him to the door and flung it open, glaring at her sister.
“Madeline, you have the worst timing.”
“Stop whining. You can climb him like a jungle gym later. Hustle your ass to the damn car.”
Chapter Seven
Madeline laughingly led the way to the rear exit. “Put ice on your mouth on the way to the hotel. Did you have to eat at each other right before photos ? My lord, don’t scare him.”
Mikayla snickered, not ashamed in the slightest.
Isaiah checked his phone and was happy to see the message that the
“I need to feel you come on my hand. To give you a moment of pleasure after how hard you worked.” He stroked over her clit with his thumb, tracing two fingers down her moist cleft and into her pussy. She arched against him with a gasp. “So wet. God, how I want you.”
“We can make time.” Her voice was breathy and rough, ending on a hard exhale.
“You had a quickie the first time. You deserve more. The next time I have my cock in your body, we’re going to slow things down. I plan to take all the time necessary to truly appreciate you.”
Using his other hand, he shoved her sweater up her torso and sucked her nipple through the thin fabric of her bra. Moving to the other, he didn’t stop until both were hard and distended.
“Don’t stop…”
“Such responsive breasts, Kayla. I’m going to give them plenty of attention later.” She rocked into his hand, her lower lip between her teeth. “You want to come. Your pussy is tightening around my fingers.” He made small circles over the bundle of nerves that was slick and swollen.
The strength of his thrusts inside her didn’t slow as she pulled his mouth to hers for a kiss. He let her take what she needed, her hips rocking against the pressure he offered.
Putting his mouth at her ear, her breaths panted warmly against his cheek. “I’m not going to let myself come for a long time so I can feel you tighten around me again and again. I won’t take you soft. I’m taking you hard, pounding into you until you don’t remember your name.”
“ Yes… ” She gasped and arched her hips forcefully into his hand, coming with her mouth pressed against his shoulder to muffle the sounds of her release.
He stroked her past the climax until he felt her muscle tension begin to ease. “I love watching you come. I’ve never wanted anyone as much.”
“Please let me have your cock.” She cupped her palm over the ridge beneath the denim, stroking firmly. He was amazed that he didn’t immediately lose control. “You’re so hard. I want you in my mouth.” Her hands moved to the closure of his jeans while he kissed the breath from her body.
There was a light tap on the dressing room door and both of them went still and silent.
Madeline’s voice pulled them from the cocoon they’d created and Kayla whimpered in frustration. “Mikayla, now ! Let that man get some air and come on.” She waited ten seconds. “I’m not leaving. You know better. I’ll wait right here until you two get in the damn car.”
Staring into Isaiah’s eyes, she called, “Can I have ten more minutes?”
“Absolutely not. We’re already fashionably late. Get in the car.”
“Don’t do this to me,” she groaned. “One minute.”
“I’m walking a few feet away and counting that minute down, Sissy.”
Mikayla lightly banged her head against the wall with her eyes clenched shut. Finally, they fluttered open and she stared at him. “Tell me we’ll finish this later?”
He nodded, barely controlling the urge of every cell that wanted inside her immediately. “Yes.”
“Don’t forget the theme, Isaiah.”
Not a chance in hell. She kissed him thoroughly, let him go, and straightened her clothing. Her smile was grim as she pulled him to the door and flung it open, glaring at her sister.
“Madeline, you have the worst timing.”
“Stop whining. You can climb him like a jungle gym later. Hustle your ass to the damn car.”
Chapter Seven
Madeline laughingly led the way to the rear exit. “Put ice on your mouth on the way to the hotel. Did you have to eat at each other right before photos ? My lord, don’t scare him.”
Mikayla snickered, not ashamed in the slightest.
Isaiah checked his phone and was happy to see the message that the
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