Summer wasn’t at all sure where he’d learned to kiss like /that/. Isaac had never kissed her like that before in the entirety of their two month relationship. Just like that under the inexorable pressure of his mouth and body she was ready again, whimpering for his touch. She wasn’t even sure what it /was/; the strength of him, or the fact that she trusted him utterly, or just him picking up the challenge she’d laid down. “Please,” she begged incoherently.
Doubt and hesitation flickered inside of him as he hovered above her, but he pushed it down, allowing the feeling of power to settle over him. It was odd to be taking so much control here, but from what he could tell, she enjoyed it due to the way that she was moving against him. Ready to move back should she change her mind, Isaac let out a deep moan and slid one hand down her back, the other crushing her against him as he deepened the kiss, hips tenderly rocking against her own.
She was almost completely pinned by him, and god it felt good. One hand scraped down his side, under the water, and grasped his hip, holding on, even pulling him closer. She bit and licked at his mouth, sucking softly on his tongue.