Page 88 of Love JD

When I angled her hips to my mouth, and my tongue slid up the side of her labia, she gasped. “Wait, how do I—ah,” she cried out as I circled her entrance with my tongue.

“It’s a bit of a game,” I admitted, my mind hazy with growing lust as I tasted the tangy sweetness of her arousal and resisted the urge to completely bury my face in her warmth. Jesus, she was perfect. Every inch of her. “You find your pleasure,” I explained, nuzzling just above her clit and causing her to twitch. “While giving it.”

“Oh God,” she groaned. But her hands stroked my dick as she rocked her hips into my mouth, and then she pulled my boxers down. Her hand shook as she gripped my shaft, and I smiled into the soft folds of her pussy. Teaching Isla was possibly the most fun I’d ever had.

When her tongue circled the head of my cock, my concentration on teasing her clit with my tongue wavered momentarily. Everything Isla Valehart did screamed sexy innocence, and it was enough to make me want to go savage. I pressed the flat of my tongue hard against her clit, and she cried out with her lips around my dick.

Oh, fuck. I was going to crave that for the rest of my life, now.

She took me deeper in her mouth, sending sparks of pleasure through me, so I did it again, pressing hard against her clit with my tongue. She moaned again, and the sound reverberated around my dick. There was a fucking good chance I was going to lose my cocky bet. Especially because I was at a disadvantage without the use of my arm, which normally, I would have used to finger her while I lapped at her pussy.

Isla moved up and down the length of my arousal, then kept her tongue flat as she moved down to my shaft and pushed the tip of my cock straight to her throat. I tensed, distracted again. “Oh fu—Jesus, Isla,” I groaned.

She sucked hard as she pulled away, then moved back down. The only thing that gave her inexperience away was an occasional flash of her teeth against my sensitive flesh, but I could tell she was a bit distracted herself. Desperate to keep her from pulling my release from my throbbing dick and clenching balls, I dove my tongue into her heat before licking straight to her clit. She moaned around me, halting.

I have you now, I thought savagely. I sucked her swollen clit into my mouth and flicked it mercilessly with my tongue. She arched, pulling off my dick while her legs shook and clenched around my head. Deciding to give my goddamn shoulder a middle finger, I lifted my left hand from the sling and gripped her knee, forcing her back open so I could deepen the suckle and wrench an orgasm from her.

Isla screamed in pleasure, thrusting her hips into my mouth and shaking hard. Moisture coated my chin as she came, clenching hard and pulsing with wave after wave of trembling release. I softened the pressure on her clit, knowing she’d be sensitive, and kissed her softly as she melted into the mattress and her legs went limp around my shoulder. It was only then I realized my entire left side was on fire and I’d probably irritated the fractures in my ribs and shoulder.

Worth it.

Panting, Isla gripped my dick in her hand with a firm squeeze. “That wasn’t fair.”

I grunted, pulsing my hips into her hold. “I’m competitive.”

She stroked me, sitting up on her elbow to give me a heavy-lidded glare that glimmered with satiation. “And now what, oh mighty champion?”

I kind of wanted her to sit on my face so I could do it again. But my dick felt ready to split at the seam, and I was about to offer my soul to bury myself in her pussy. “You tell me,” I offered with a colossal effort at self-control.

“I want you inside of me,” she said, sitting up all the way and releasing me, which was both a relief and the worst feeling imaginable. I sat up with her, and because I couldn’t help myself, I kissed her hard, melding our tongues and sealing our lips. She sighed into it, her supple breasts pressing against my chest as she threaded her hands around my neck.

“Turn around,” I breathed out, starting to feel desperate and wild.

She did, and I pressed my right hand between her shoulder blades, lowering her down, down, down until she stretched out in supplication and her ass rose up to nestle against my straining dick. I rubbed her bottom, so round and soft and enticingly lush, and pumped my dick against the seam between her cheeks. She peeked a look at me over her shoulder. “This feels really dirty.”

“Why?” I asked, tilting a half smile to the side. “Because you’re open?” I nudged my knees between hers, spreading her open for me to see. “Because your pussy is weeping for me and begging to be fucked?”

“Yeah,” she gusted out, her cheeks going pink and her eyes heavy with lust. “That.”

I moved the head of my erection to her entrance, slicking it and circling her tight pussy. “Something wrong with dirty?”

“No,” she whispered, turning her face so her forehead rested against the mattress. Then she groaned. “Please, Zev.”

I pulsed inside her, and the tightness of her pussy around the head of my cock sent my head reeling. Christ, I didn’t think loving someone could feel so right. I eased my way inside of her, but she pushed back on me, sucking me all the way inside of her slick entrance until I bottomed out with a groan.

To my surprise, Isla set the pace. She moved forward, tilting away from me, and then slammed back, groaning loudly and gripping the comforter in her hands. I watched in awe and euphoric ecstasy as Isla took me all the way inside her body over and over again, sliding down and pushing back, her cheeks slapping my legs and filling the quiet room with the breathy sounds of our lovemaking.

I chased her rhythm, clutching her right hip. “Touch yourself,” I reminded her.

She nodded, gasping, then reached down between her legs to find her clit. She sucked in a breath like she was in pain when she found it, and I felt her muscles clench around me. “Fuck,” I gritted out. My balls tightened and contractions of pleasure and pain threatened to explode as I slammed in and out of her tight heat.

“Zev!” she cried out. “Oh my God, I—I have to—”

“Let go,” I rasped out tightly.

She did, letting loose a high-pitched cry and going tense as another orgasm squeezed around my dick. I let go with her, releasing the pent-up pressure with a low sound of satisfaction and easing through the trembling orgasm that ripped through me by slowly pumping in and out of her trembling pussy.

Isla went boneless, her ribs filling and contracting and a fine sheen of sweat glistening along the curve of her back. I leaned forward, my left side screaming in pain. Again, fully worth it.

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