Slowly she lifted them until they were above her head. He quickly pulled the shirt up her arms and over her head until it was free of her body. He tossed it aside and then slid his hands around her hips, tugging her toward him. She fell back, so she was flat on the bed, her hair spread out in a cascade of curls. He fumbled with the snap of her jeans and shakily unzipped the fly. As he began inching the denim down over her hips, he rose above her and leaned down, pressing his lips to her soft belly.
She flinched and what sounded like a moan escaped her lips. He nuzzled her navel, chuckling when she shivered uncontrollably and chill bumps erupted and danced across her skin. As he continued to kiss, lick and nip her belly, he pulled her pants further down. He broke away from her only long enough to impatiently disentangle the pants from her feet.
He nudged her legs apart, staring down at the sheer panties that covered the one part of her he was dying to taste. He wanted to make her come in his mouth. He wanted to show her how good he could make her feel so she would be completely limp and sated before he ever pushed into her.
He crawled up past her knees and then reached down and pressed one finger over her underwear, right between the puffy lips of her pussy. He groaned.
"You're so wet for me, baby. All that sweetness is just waiting for me to lap up."
Jenna blushed bright red, but her eyes were glazed with passion. She looked almost drunk with her swollen lips, tousled hair and hazy eyes. She stared back at him and then she surprised him.
"Yes, Isaac, it's all for you. Only you."
Oh hell. His dick jerked to the point of pain and he could feel moisture coating the inside of his underwear as he fought an epic battle not to come right then and there. He put one hand to his groin and squeezed hard, sucking in several steadying breaths.
Jenna cocked her head to the side, confusion evident in her expression.
"Why are you in pain?" she asked with a frown.
He let out an unconvincing laugh. "You have no idea, baby. I want you so damn much that just looking at you, you saying those words and me knowing I'm about to finally taste you has me about to come and I haven't even gotten my damn clothes off yet."
"Then take them off," she whispered, her eyes suddenly glowing with curiosity and desire.
He grunted. "Not yet, sweetheart. I'm not going to come all over you before I've had a chance to make you feel good. I'm only coming once I'm inside you."
She flushed again but smiled, her entire face lighting up as she continued to watch him.
He leaned down, pressing his nose and mouth to her damp panties and inhaled her intoxicating, feminine scent. It was heady, the sweetest ambrosia. He closed his eyes, feeling unsteady and drunk as he breathed in as much of her as possible.
"Isaac, please," she said, her voice strained as she fidgeted beneath him.
He glanced up her body to meet her eyes. "Tell me what you need, baby. You know I'll give you anything."
"I need . . . I want . . . please touch me," she said desperately. "Something is happening but I don't know what, but I know I need you to touch me to somehow make it better."
He didn't tease her or prolong her agony. He ripped her panties, tossing the remnants aside and then he got down lower, using his shoulders to spread her legs wider, until she was completely open to him.
"Hold on baby, because I'm going to devour you," he growled.
He slid his tongue between her folds and licked upward until he reached her clit and then he swirled the tip in a circular motion around the taut bud. Her entire body went rigid and she cried out sharply but she never asked him to stop.
He traveled lower again and traced the mouth of her tiny opening before finally sliding inside her, his tongue doing exactly what his dick wanted to be doing.
"Oh God, Isaac! What are you doing? What's happening to me?" she asked in bewilderment.
"Shhh sweetheart," he soothed. "Don't fight it. I'm here. All you have to do is let go and trust me. I'll always be here to catch you."
"But it feels like I'm going to splinter into a million parts!" she protested.
"I'm only going to make you feel very good," he said.
He returned to her sweet pussy, lapping and sucking greedily, not wanting to waste a single drop her body gave him. He wanted her to come all over his face, wanted her very first orgasm to be in his mouth. Her second orgasm would be around his dick.
He began tongue fucking her and her moans grew louder. Her legs were trembling and she began bucking almost as if it was more than she could bear. He slid a finger through her soft curls between the plump little lips to her clit and he began stroking it as he continued to have his tongue bathed in her honey.