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 indignant protest was muffled by the yelp of bliss when he touched her. She closed her eyes, head tipping back, and panted. “Isaac, Isaac, oh please, more, please.”
Sliding his finger right inside of her and curiously curling it, he moaned at her gip and began to slide it in and out. “Like this?” He breathed out and leaned down to bite gently at her neck.
“Yesyesyesyesyes … ” Knelt over him as she was, it felt very different from the last few times they’d got this far; usually she was on her back, legs wide to his touch. The angle was different, and she squeezed her eyes shut and moaned.