Just One Touch (Slow Burn #5)(62)

         
       
        

"Isaac!" she cried, panic in her voice.

"Go with it, Jenna. Trust me. I'll never do anything that hurts you," he soothed. "Give it to me. Let it go. Give me what I want."

Her entire body went rigid and he increased his rhythm and pressure, knowing she was hovering right on the edge of her release. When the trembling increased to the point of frenzy and more liquid rushed onto his tongue, he clamped his mouth over her opening, not wanting to miss a single drop of nectar when she came.

Her back bowed, coming off the mattress, just as a cry echoed through the room. She screamed his name and suddenly she was flooding his mouth with the sweetest taste he'd ever experienced in his life. She flinched and jittered beneath him as he gently brought her down from her orgasm, licking and sucking her quivering flesh, but much more gently than before.

When he'd licked her clean of every single drop, he rose up and then slid over her body, kissing his way over her belly up to her breasts. Her expression was dazed, her eyes glowing with contentment as she lazily watched him worship her breasts. When he closed his mouth over one puckered nipple and sucked it strongly between his teeth, she arched off the bed, her mouth flying open and her eyes lost the dull, lazy satisfaction of just a moment ago.

"Have to get you right to the edge again, baby," he said in a gruff voice. "I want you right there, just about to come again before I get inside you. The first time, you came in my mouth. This time you're going to come all over my dick."

She licked her lips and hunger sparked in her eyes. As he bent to lavish attention on her breasts again, her fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails leaving their mark. He closed his eyes and groaned.

"God yes, baby. Mark me. Claim me just like I'm claiming you."

He turned his attention to her other breast, licking around the nipple and leaving a moist trail. The deliciously pink tip was pointed outward, rigid and straining as if begging for his mouth. He nipped lightly at it, coaxing it to even further rigidity and then he lightly grazed his teeth from bottom to top before sucking the entire bud into his mouth.

He suckled strongly, finding his rhythm and then switched back to the other one giving it the same treatment. She was writhing beneath him, her hands everywhere on him, leaving marks on his skin that made him want to beat his chest and roar like a Neanderthal.

He kissed and sucked at her tender skin in a path from her breasts to the tender skin of her neck and then up to her ear, sucking the tiny lobe as she shivered uncontrollably under his much larger body. He completely covered her. There wasn't a single inch of her that wasn't pressed against his skin. She was a part of him, an essential part of him. The very best part of him. She made him better. Made him want to be a better man. For her. And the children they'd one day have. Never had his future looked as good as it did now and it was all because of an angel's touch. 

His mouth glided up her jaw until finally he captured her mouth again. He slid his tongue inside, sharing the taste of her nectar with her. His dick was screaming at him to take her. To slide so deep inside her that she'd never be free of him. It was swollen and rigid, straining upward so that it lay flat against his stomach.

When he lifted his body off her just a bit, she glanced down and her eyes widened in a mixture of fear and apprehension.

Then she glanced back at him, biting into her lip nervously. "Isaac, this will never work. How are you supposed to fit? You're so . . . big," she squeaked out.

Before she could work herself into a complete panic attack, he silenced her with another deep, languid kiss. When they were both breathless again, he released her lips and stared lovingly down into her eyes.

"You were made for me, Jenna. My own sweet angel. I'll fit. We'll fit. We will always fit. You're the other half of my soul, the missing half. And now I can't tell what part is me and what part is you because we fit so seamlessly. Don't be afraid, my love. Never be afraid of me. I'll never intentionally hurt you. It will be uncomfortable for you but only for a few moments and then it will pass and after that I'll take us both to heaven. Do you trust me?"

She nodded but he could still see the anxiety in her eyes.

He leaned down, kissing her as he slid one hand down between her legs and between her slick folds. She was drenched with need, even after he'd lapped up every bit of her moisture from earlier. He slipped one finger inside her as his mouth trailed back down to her breasts.

She tensed when his finger penetrated her just the tiniest bit but she also clenched around him, another surge of wetness soaking him each time he sucked her nipple further into his mouth.