“Now, Quinn!” she demanded.
She then shocked the hell out of me by reaching down to send a stinging slap across my ass. “Fuck me hard, Quinn!”
She didn’t have to hit me again. “You got it,” I growled.
She squealed when I rolled us over to where she was riding me. I lay still, buried deep inside her, waiting for her to take the reins. Tentatively, she rocked against me until she slowly started speeding up the pace. Leaning back, she rested her palms on my thighs.
“That’s it, Little Dove. Take your pleasure from me.”
Just like the night of our lapdance, Isla popped her hips, sending me almost sliding out of her before bouncing back on me.
She rode me hard and fast, grinding against me until she found just the right spot to send her over the edge again. “Yes. Oh God!” Isla cried.
I rose up into a sitting position. I took one of her swaying breasts in my mouth and sucked deeply while gripping her hips tight. I changed the rhythm to work her against me, pulling her almost off my cock and then slamming her back down on me. I felt myself go deeper and deeper each time. I began grunting in pleasure against her chest.
Just as Isla started building to another orgasm, I pushed her onto her back and brought her legs straight up against my chest so her feet rested at my shoulders. She whimpered when I rammed myself into her.
I smirked down at her with satisfaction. “You said you wanted me to fuck you hard, right?”
“I did,” she panted.
“Then get ready.”
As I pounded into her, my balls smacked against her ass. I groaned as the position took me deeper again. Her cries of pleasure fueled me as I thrust again and again. I grunted with each pump of my hips. Tension rippled through me as I started to get close.
My hips began pistoning in and out Isla. Her hands gripped my biceps to keep her in place. Our slapping skin and my animalistic noises of pleasure filled the air around us. Sweat broke out on my body as I gave everything I had to fucking Isla.
“Quinn!” Isla cried when her walls clamped my dick in a vise. I couldn’t hold on any longer, and I pumped one last time. “Oh fuck, Isla!” I moaned as I let myself go inside her.
When I pulled out, the sight of me sliding out of her sent the caveman in me to beat his chest. I’d marked her inside and out as mine.
After collapsing down beside her, I rolled over onto my back. Staring up at the ceiling, I tried getting my bearings.
“Six,” she murmured.
I turned my head on the pillow toward her. “What?”
With a grin, she turned over to prop her head on her hand. “You’ve given me six orgasms now.”
A chuckle rumbled through my chest. “I’m going to give you so many that you’ll lose count.”
She snuggled up to my side, draping her leg over my thigh. “Mm, I can’t wait.”
“You’re a greedy thing wanting more.”
“I can never get enough of you. It’s like a whole world of sex has been revealed to me that I never knew existed.”
Her words had my caveman roaring with inflated male pride. “I feel the same way.”
Isla frowned. “But you’ve been with so many women. I’m sure ones who knew how to fuck you.”
I cupped her cheek. “None of them compare to you, Little Dove.”
With a dreamy smile, Isla lay her head down on my chest. Her hand trailed over my abdomen and up my chest in lazy circles. I loved the feel of her hands on me.
As she traced the scars on my left pec with her finger, I sucked in a breath. She immediately snatched her finger away. “I’m sorry.”
“You didn’t hurt me, Little Dove.”