CHAPTER 35

He climbed on the seat, spread her legs over his waist and she shifted the thong to permit him inside her which he did, after just a stroke or two over her wetness.

She moaned and fell back on the leather seat, grabbing onto the coldness of it as her heat escalated. “Damn Isaac,”

He thrust into her, leaned forward and held her up to achieve more skin contact and a better angle.

She groaned and wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders as his strokes became deeper and faster. “Yes, fuck yes.”

He kissed her as her walls tightened around him, holding her thighs steady as he slammed deeper and harder with each buck of his hips.

Her moans, the touch of her slender fingers digging into his skin, the squelching sounds of his movements in her, and the slap of their sweaty skin against each other filled him up with so much passion that the more he had her, the more of her he wanted.

The air was filled with the aroma of love, the smell of sex strongly overcoming the car's woody scent. The spa