Isaac cried out in surprise at the sudden rush of feeling and arousal slamming into him like a freight train, eyes comically wide as his knees buckled. Slumping against the wall, he gazed up at the approaching figure, pleading with his eyes as he let out a pitiful little whimper.
Her only response was a moan as she rose and fell on him, sliding inexorably toward a climax that felt just out of reach. She closed her eyes and strained for it, shoving down harder, trying to close herself on him tightly and find that one brilliant perfect spot.
Her moans only further increased his arousal, and he tugged her down somewhat, hands grabbing at her hips for support as he finally began to speed up, rocking up a little more furiously into her body. “Please…close…” He begged and licked at his lips, itching for a kiss but knowing that this felt so much better.
Summer eased herself forward, changing the angle again, and bit at her lip before kissing him, hard and needy. It all came together then, every nerve suffused with pleasure, and she wailed into his mouth, her body flexing and clenching on his. It felt like the world exploded in stars, a firework in every part of her.