19. SOUR DESIRE

ANASTASIA’S POV. That please from his lips sliced through me like heat, and my whole body detonated. I came hard, my ass shaking violently as a gush spilt from me, squirting all over his cock. The force pushed him out, but Isaac gripped my hips, shoved himself back inside, and kept moving, fucking me through every wave and aftershock until my muscles trembled and my vision blurred. It felt so good, too good like my soul had slipped out of me, descending somewhere between sin and surrender. I bit my lip and looked back at him over my shoulder. His eyes burned, his jaw flexing. He spanked me once, hard, and the sting shot straight to my core. Then he slipped out only to roll me onto my back, lying beside me. He caught my leg, draped it over his shoulder, and kissed me rough and deep as he slid back inside, stretching me open again. God, I needed him to come. If he didn’t, I’d break again. My body was already trembling and exhausted. I curled my arms up around his neck, kissing him