“God yeah. How could I not be okay after that?” she asked hoarsely, smiling as he chuckled and gave her pussy a gentle pat with the flat of his hand. As he went to stand up, she stopped him. “We’re not done yet, Tyler.” She looked pointedly at his crotch and raised an eyebrow at his very obvious erection. “We need to take care of that first.”
Tyler got to his feet and reached a hand down to help her up. “I have to get back to my office, Isobel.” He didn’t look too happy at the thought. “My wife is waiting for me, remember? And we must have been in here an age already.”
“Do you want or need to rush to see her?” Isobel was genuinely curious about what his response was going to be, but she was surprised at just how relieved she felt when he shook his head.
“Hell no. I don’t want to have to deal with her at all.”
“Then come here and let her wait.” Isobel was shocked at how decisive she sounded and felt, but she really didn’t want to step back out of this closet until they’d finished what they started, and she had absolutely no intention of going anywhere until she’d either felt or seen him come.
She wound her arms around his torso, and felt his wrap around her as they came together once again for another one of the electric kisses they’d shared just a short while ago. Isobel moaned as she tasted and smelled herself on him as his tongue pushed its way past her lips to dance with hers erotically.
Tyler bent down and effortlessly lifted her up off her feet, and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he backed her up against the only free wall in the small space they were in. With his hands under her ass, she felt the heat of his manhood as it pressed into her, and forgot to breathe as he inched into her, his cock hot and heavy and utterly perfect.
He pushed his hips upwards and held her firmly in place as he impaled her on his cock. Then he started to move in earnest, thrusting in and out of her wetness, so deep that she could feel the base of his shaft hit against her clit with every inward thrust.
Isobel crossed her ankles behind his ass and held on for dear life as he pounded into her. She buried her face in the crook of his neck to try and muffle the moans that were escaping from her parched lips, and then, as another orgasm threatened to hit her, she bit into his shoulder.
The brief pain of her teeth sinking into his shoulder seemed to send Tyler into a whole new level of passion, as he groaned and wrapped his hands in her hair, pulling her head back while he nibbled up her neck. His movements became more intense as he picked up the pace and thrust into her with wild abandon.
Just when Isobel thought she wasn’t going to be able to take any more of his delightful abuse, he whispered huskily into her ear. “Come for me, Isobel. I want to feel you soak my cock.” His words were her undoing, and she was powerless to deny him what he wanted as her body shuddered and released her pent-up orgasm in a torrent that flowed over and through her, both mentally and physically.
She sagged against Tyler, her hands gripping him for dear life as her legs became weak. Isobel didn’t have to worry though, even if she had been conscious of it, because Tyler had no intention of letting her fall while her climax raged through her body.
In fact, he wasn’t even finished with her yet; he was just waiting for the storm to pass and her strength to return; which was a good thing, as Isobel had no intention of letting him end this just yet either. She wanted to feel him explode inside of her and to experience him being just as weak and shaken in the aftermath of their love-making as she was.
As her breathing calmed down and her shaking subsided, Tyler pulled out of her and gently lowered her to the floor; keeping his hands on her while he made sure that she was capable of standing up without falling over.
Still panting, Isobel buried her head into his chest and placed her hands on his firm buttocks. “Are you okay?” Tyler’s voice was soft and reassuring, and Isobel raised her head to smile shakily up at him.
“I’m more than okay, Tyler. I feel wonderful.” She was almost purring as she rubbed up against him, becoming aware once again of the heat of his cock as it bumped up against her. “And you feel as though we still have some unfinished business.” Her voice was cheeky, and her hand moved to take hold of him, letting him know exactly to what she was referring.
“Insatiable minx,” he teased back, as his hands rubbed up and down her back, which was still damp from the exertion of a few minutes previous. “Are you sure you’re not done? We’ve been in here for a long time.”
“Oh, I’m positive, Tyler. We’re not leaving here until we’ve both finished.” As she spoke she pulled out of his embrace and turned her back on him, putting her hands against the wall she’d had her back against just a few minutes earlier. She pushed her ass out teasingly, keeping her legs and back straight and offering herself to him.