Page 57 of Lassoed Love

Moving her slightly to the side, I continue to glide my fingers over her pussy, through the drenched cotton, before moving it over to the side to run my fingers up and down her wet folds.

Her breath hitches, and she moans in my ear. I thought Isla’s giggles were compelling, but the breathless moans she releases are fucking intoxicating. I never want to stop hearing them.

“Mm.” I hum. “You are drenched.” I dip a finger inside her, moving slowly, in and out. Her pussy is so tight, clenching around my finger, and she sucks in a breath, hissing when I add in a second, feeling her stretch around them.

“Fuck, Isla, your pussy is so tight.”

I bite down on the sensitive area between her neck and collarbone and she moans loudly as I continue to finger fuck her. My hand slides up to her throat, my fingers brushing over her pulse point.

She gives my hand a little squeeze with hers, giving me her silent approval. Fuck, does my girl liked to be choked.My girl?Is that whatshe is? Fuck, I’m a goner for this girl. There is no way I’m stopping now.

With a groan, I move my mouth to her ear, biting her lobe. “You like that, baby? My hand on your throat, my fingers in your cunt.”

She whimpers in response, her body melting into me.

“That’s it, ride my hand. Show me how you’re going to ride my cock.” Isla moves her hips with my hand, riding me as she releases a breathless moan. I let that hand at her throat squeeze, and she catches her breath, sharp and sweet.

I give her clit a little friction with my thumb, moving it from side to side and her tight pussy clenches around my fingers. I kiss her neck, nipping at her ear again.

“Oh god,” she pleads, squirming on my hand. She’s right fucking there, I can feel it. In every moan, every breath.

The way her tight walls suffocate my fingers, pulsating inside with every movement that I make. I curve both fingers upward in a ‘come here’ motion, massaging her G-spot. I’m not taking her pussy until I feel her shatter on me.

“Fuck, Xav,” she whimpers. “Please, don’t stop.”

Stop? As if I’d fucking stop now. Fuck, I’m already right there—my dick strains against my shorts, painfully, no doubt leaking pre cum.

“Yes,” she moans, her hand trailing from mine around her neck down to her perfect, large breast, tugging at her nipple through the fabric of her dress.

I continue to curl my fingers inside her along her G-spot andwhisper in her ear, “Comeforme, come all overmyfingers.” I growl. “That’s it.”

And fuck me, she does. She comes all over my fingers, her body shaking in my arms as she quivers and moans, riding out her orgasm, her pussy pulsing around my fingers. Releasing a breathless moan, her body goes slack against my chest as she continues to tremble through her release.

I release my hold from her throat, moving to grab her waist, grounding her against me. I slip my fingers out of her soaking wet pussy, lifting them to my face—her arousal dripping down them.

I don’t even attempt to stifle my moan as I place my fingers into my mouth, sucking them clean—she tastes like pure sin. Warm and incredibly sweet. Isla watches with pure satisfaction.

I move in closer, brushing my lips softly over hers. “Taste yourself. See how perfect you fucking taste.” I dip my tongue into her mouth, hers moving obediently with mine. She moans as I deepen the kiss, spreading her arousal from my tongue to hers.

I hum a low growl. “Fuck, baby. If you don’t let me have you right now, I’m going to fucking explode.” My cock is throbbing in my pants, aching to be released. She didn’t know what she was starting. She didn’t know what the fuck she was doing to me. The fire that was roaring within me. The restraint I was using to not rip this dress off her.

“Then take me,” she whispers, her face flushing with heat. I love the effect that I have on her.

In the confined space of the backseat, beads of sweat form onmy brow—a testament to the heat radiating off our entwined bodies. The windows fog up as rain continues to tap out a soothing rhythm outside, accompanied by distant thunder. The car’s tight space wraps us in silence, interrupted only by her soft moans blending seamlessly with mine.

“Take my cock out, Isla,” I say, shifting her off my lap to allow her room to move before me.

Sitting in front of me, her breath hitches as she shifts, her eyes meeting mine, now squinted and hooded from her recent waves of arousal.

This girl has every potential to ruin me. She just doesn’t know it yet.

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Ifeel bold.Reckless.

Xavier fucking Mitchell just made me come with hisfingers.Something I hadn’t thought to be possible for me. It’s something I had always struggled with, something I had alwayswishedto experience. Until now. Sex has always been pleasurable for me, but over the years, Justin had made it feel like just another ordinary chore—never really paying attention to my likes. Sometimes I wouldn’t even finish. This is all so incredibly new for me.

I sit in front of Xavier, his eyes hooded, looking down at me—hunger dancing in them.Fuck me.

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