12. Jagger
Losing myself in Izzie’s warm mouth was the release I didn’t know I needed. I’ve fought my feelings for her for so long that to finally surrender to her is everything.
Izzie’s given me a release, and now it’s my turn to take care of her.
I wrap a bath towel around her, then scoop her into my arms. I carry her across the living area and up the stairs, leaving wet footprints on the floorboards.
When I lay her on my bed the towel falls open, revealing her perfect soft body. Her hair falls across the pillow, and she smiles up at me full of hope and desire.
My chest tightens, looking at this woman on my bed where I’ve always wanted her.
I don’t know how to tell her how I feel, how to explain she’s the reason I came up here, so this wouldn’t happen. So I wouldn’t complicate her life and go behind her father’s back, my best friend who’s already suffered so much.
But there’s no denying this connection that’s been simmering between us.
Izzie came to me in the shower because she knew I’d never go to her. I’d never betray my best friend.
But none of that matters when I look down at the goddess on my bed.
Her white cotton panties stick to her skin, revealing a triangle of dark hair.
Desire rises in me so intense a growl erupts out of my throat. My thumbs hook over the rim of her panties, and I tug them hard. The fabric rips, and Izzie gasps as her pussy’s exposed to the cool air.
I slide my hand down her thighs and position myself between her legs, needing to taste my girl.
She’s as sweet as I imagined, and her musky scent has my cock lengthening and wanting more. My rough tongue glides into all her sensitive spaces until she’s writhing on the bed, her hips bucking as I pull an orgasm out of her.
“Jagger…” she gasps, and my name on her lips said with a little whimper is my new favorite sound.
I want to make her whimper my name again and again. But right now I need to possess her. I’ve had a taste of the forbidden, and now I need more.
For so long I’ve denied the possibility that anything could even happen with Izzie, and now the urge to make her mine is so strong I have to act.
I grasp her thighs and pull her toward me on the bed. She half sits up on her elbows, and with her damp hair falling over her shoulders and her eyes wide with desire, I almost lose it.
“I don’t have any condoms.”
I never bring women here. Hell, since I retreated from Izzie two years ago, I haven’t been with a woman. No one has taken my interest the way the woman splayed before me does.
“I’m on the pill.”
The admission makes a surge of jealousy race through my blood. She must see the scowl that comes over my face, because she shakes her head quickly.
“I’ve never been with anyone, Jagger. I want you to be my first.”
There’s a pleading look in her eyes, and I can’t deny this woman anything. Not when she’s in my bed.
“I’m clean,” I tell her.
Still, I hesitate with my dick in my hand. She’s splayed before me, her thighs open, her pussy glistening with juices.
If we do this, everything changes. Once I claim Izzie, she’s mine. The barriers I’ve built for myself will have to be dismantled. I’m not sure I’m ready for that.
But she’s here, and it feels so fucking right.
I run my tip over her soft folds, and she shudders and her eyes roll backwards. I’ve dreamed about this moment for so long, having Izzie in my bed. My cock pulses impatiently, wanting to be inside her.
Slowly, I push the tip into her soft passage, and she whimpers as her pussy tightens around me. I suck in my breath as all the nerve endings on the end of my cock come to life, zapping electricity through my body. I resist the urge to thrust deep, knowing she needs time to adjust to my size.
But Izzie doesn’t give me that option. Her eyes lock on mine, and she lifts her hips. The motion sends her forward, engulfing my shaft as she slides down me.
The air goes out of my lungs. She’s too much. Every sensation is firing through my body. I’m only a few inches in, and I’m about to explode.
I grab her hips and take back control, slowing it down to savor every sensation of connecting with this woman. My thumb finds her clit, and I circle her sensitive spot as I get my breathing under control.
She moans softly and I give her a little bit more, watching every detail of her expression and committing it to memory. I push forward, and she winces as I break through her virgin barrier.
We rock gently, taking it slow until her movements let me know she wants more. And I give it to her. I give her all of me as we rock and grind, moving together as one.
I sink down on the bed, needing to feel our bodies pressed together, needing to feel every part of this woman. Her legs wrap around me, and our eyes lock.
We move together until the pressure is too much and she falls over the abyss and I fall with her, losing myself in the sweetness of the moment, in the sensation. Losing myself in Izzie.