Chapter 35 Stronger together
Iziah drapped herself over his broad hips, rocking softly so that little ball whipped across his heated tip, bringing moans to the surface. She lent down and let his lips wash over her's, those plump pleasure giving lips, she would never tire of those lips, she could've spent all night just worshipping those lips. Thick arms laid across her slender back, pulling her that little bit closer. Iziah kept moving her hips, only making him harder and in desperate need to get out of those annoying boxers. Iziah pulled back and let those blue orbs burn on her, blue eyes that she would never tire looking at, so deep and blue, when he looked at her, he saw her, he never looked through her, to him she would always be there, she would always be worth looking at. John let out another grunt as she gave her hips a quick snap. The bolts that swept through out their body's was amazing, it was something they had to experience over and over. Iziah pulled her shirt off, dropping it on the floor where it was out of the way. Her nipples hardening from the air, she was pretty sure she could hear the pre-ooze soaring from John's body. Without warning or permission, John sat up and instantly took a pink nipple into his mouth. Izzy shut her eyes and let his tongue play over the bud, pulling softly with his lips and nibbling gently with his teeth. Iziah ran a hand over his short brown hair, his hand working her other breast, squeezing and grasping with authority. Her little grunts and rocking hips encouraged him further, those little nipples needing to be sucked until her body could no longer take it. Iziah took his left hand and pushed it down her stomach, right now she needed all the excitement her body could handle, just so it would be stamped in her brain forever, never would she forget this night. Easily John slid a hand inside her bottoms, his lips still working her nipples, Iziah couldn't stop the sounds echoing from her vocal chords, nothing was meant to feel this good, his fingers slid easily up and down her wet slit. When his finger hit the magic ball, she almost jumped off his lap, another loud shout painting the walls. John slid two thick fingers inside her, the walls clutching with desperation. Iziah moved her hips, sliding up and down those hard fingers, she couldn't help it, it felt so good, she just couldn't stop. It was something he bought out in her, something that made her crazy with un-caged lust. John let her slide for a moment before wrapping an arm around her body and whipping her to the other side of the bed. Iziah looked up at him with nothing but desire, desire and trust. She just knew that deep down, he wouldn't hurt her. Unless of course she asked him too. John pulled at all clothing until the skin was free to breathe, everything was pushed aside to be left hanging, he opened her legs and let his tongue dive for the sweet centre. Iziah couldn't help the gasp, it rocked her system and left all rational thought at the door. John's tongue slid over and inside her, it was the only rational thought she wanted at this point. Feeling that peirced snake slide over her, bringing her closer to the edge. She started to shudder and shake, shouts getting louder everytime he moved. John added a couple of fingers inside her, he wanted those delicious juices to coat everything, his tongue, his fingers, his dick. Everywhere had to be marked by her sweet scent. He loved hearing her usher those moans and groans, pushing her body to the sweet torture. John moved as fast as he could, her body was getting hotter and hotter and pretty soon it would explode. Before the explosion, John pulled his body away and quickly buried himself inside her, until he could go no further. Her whole body heated up and vibrated around his shaft, it screamed pleasure up his spine so fast he was afraid that he would cum from feeling it. He moved inside her hard and faster, trying not to lose himself too soon, that was hard because no woman had ever felt this good wrapped around him, every point he had was sparking and trying to ignite. He didn't want the ignition start just yet, he wanted her to lose it first, just so he could feel her come undone at his hands. Iziah arched her back up, she couldn't hold it back anymore, the torture was too much and she just wanted to hit the promised land before her heart exploded every where. Feeling John slam inside each time pushed her to the edge until she was hanging on with one hand, he stayed still inside her for a moment, pushing his lips on her's, heating up her body even more. Iziah pushed her hips up, sliding her tongue to meet his, John grunted inside her mouth sending chills up both their spines. Their bodies moved together trying to help each other to the end before the edge drew out of sight. He gave one last thump simply because he could, her whole body constricting around him and making that warmth spread throughout her body. John lent down and sweetly took her lips, just feeling the honey coat his lips made every obsticle that was sure to come well worth it. Keeping himself on the straight and narrow would be easy now, those honey coated lips would only remind him of what would be waiting at the end of each week. When nature had made him fall from within her, he settled back on his side of the bed, Iziah flicked her head to him as he tried to get his breath back. No woman had ever made him lose his breath like she did, he just needed to look at her and bam!, breath taken like a theif in the night. Lazily John lifted a thick arm up, Iziah smiled softly and shuffled into his arms, her lips inches from his nipple.
"I'm so glad you've forgiven me Iz"
"Who said I forgive you? I just wanted sex"
John looked down, seeing that smirk made his heart beat subside to a normal rate, "Oh you're so funny"
She kissed his nipple "Sorry couldn't help it, but yes you are forgiven, just promise me it won't happen again"
"Course it won't." John kissed her head lovingly, "Of course that depends on how much head you give me"
"Not now Cena, my mouth hurts and I'm really tired"
John looked down at her, he could practically see the exhaustion floating off her skin, John sometimes forgot that her 'condition' made her run out of energy really fast.
"Poor Izzy" He said pulling her closer until her head was resting on his chest, her eyes already closed. "You must be whacked"
"Not tonight, just let me sleep" Iziah got out after stiffling her very loud yawn. John let his head hit the pillow and his eyes cast him to the land of nod, no more crap to pull them apart, they were stronger together and if they wanted to beat the sluts, they needed to stay that way. As long as John remembered those honey sweet lips, he would be fine. Oh and the most obvious thing, he loved Iziah. He didn't want to hurt her.