Page 13 of Broken Cracks
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Time’s running out Psych, whatcha gonna do?
Seconds turn into minutes, minutes turn into an hour. I’m at a loss of how to handle the situation. “I got it! I got it!” Izzy snaps me out of it, tapping my chest as she wipes her tears.
“What have you got? What is it?”
"I have leverage. I have pictures and videos of me and him, doing things his wife wouldn't want to see. Gilda and I were tight, she didn’t know… all I have to do is text her the videos. If she goes to her father with it, Miguel is done!" There’s a fiery blaze in Izzy’s eyes as the epiphany hits her.
"Yeah, that’s the one, Izzy. Even threatening him with exposure will keep him in line." I kiss her forehead. “But I don't want to just keep him in line, I want to help him to the end of the line,” I point out fiercely, blood pumping through my veins.
"Damon, we're safe. We don't need to worry about the Cardez or the cartel. As long as you're protecting me, Miguel can't touch me and with this leverage, he won't even try. But I can't do this without you.” Her eyes are pleading with me as my chest swells with pride.I won’t let her go.She’s mine, and I must protect her.
"You know I got you, baby." I close my eyes, kissing her forehead with tiny butterfly kisses.
A huge weight is lifted off my shoulders, and Izzy’s. Her body sinks into relaxation and any bands of tension ease between us.
“We got this, Damon. Together we can do it.”
“You got that right, Izzy; I’ll do everything I can. I want to see you happy and safe.” I place a hand under her chin, kissing her doll-like lips, lightly tucking my tongue between.
I feel her body meld to mine as her leg winds tighter around my thigh. Feverishly, we begin grinding against one another as I lock my fingers into hers and lift them up, sliding her onto my already-throbbing cock. I’ve been aching for her, craving to bury myself between her thighs, but worried about how she feels… what she wants. The pace of her heart, her dainty whimpers are all signs that she wants me to, but I ask anyway.
“Izzy,” I breathe in desire as I cup her firm ass, groaning from how good she feels. “Are you sure, baby? I can wait. I’m ready when you are. Let me know what you wanna do.”
All I can see are the specks of fire in her innocent eyes as her parted lips breathe her hot breath on my face. The softness of her breasts laying across my chest is too much. My cock has to tunnel into her. I’m lit on fire, rocked, and can’t wait to pleasure her and show her how much I care.
“I’m sure, sexy biker man. Take me like the bad boy biker on Mayan,” she begs, setting off all the electric currents inside of me. My cock responds to her siren-like call as I flip her on her back. Passion ignites between us, but I get up, checking the door lock twice, making sure nobody can enter.
I smirk with dry laughter and an inquisitive eyebrow arch. “Who the hell is this biker guy you’re talking about? Do I have competition?”
She covers her sweet, fragile mouth with her hand in a stifled giggle. “Oh! Ha, it’s a biker show I used to watch, there was a savage, hot biker in it like you.”
I grab a condom out of the draw as I drop my pants. “Huh, the only thing I want to savage is you, Isabella, in a good way.” I’m insatiable, finding it hard to control myself.
She lets out a small gasp at the sight of my thick girth, turning me on as I discard her jeans on the floor, followed by her sleeveless top. One of the girls must have given her a nice bra set because she’s wearing a black lacy number. Unclipping her bra from the back, I lift her strands of mahogany waves of silk through my fingers. Her handful of breasts spring free; her nipples are rock hard, like small tawny pebbles waiting for me to claim them with my greedy mouth.
Grazing my bottom lip over her breast, I pull gently on her other nipple, rolling it between my thumb and index finger. Her back arches in pleasure as she closes her eyes. I take her breast in my whole mouth, my cock throbbing with a beat of its own. Moving my mouth over to her other neglected breast, I roll my tongue back and forth over it.
Her body quivers under me and it only serves to thicken my cock. Trailing my fingers down her flat stomach, I drop my head, sliding my tongue down the length of her petite body. Sweat builds as a volcano of arousal flows through me.
As I make it to her curvaceous hips, gently I open her up like a package. My heart is pounding as I slide two digits into her tight, warm glove, seeing if she’s ready for me. She grinds her wetness around my fingers, as I draw them out, pressing my lips to her second set below. A sigh releases, as if she’s been waiting.
I drive my tongue into her folds, licking, sucking, testing, finding what she likes. I’m lost and swimming in her waters as we join as one. I listen for every octave, finding her sweet swollen nub, driving her over the edge to orgasm. When I hit it, her body shakes with an explosion from head to toe. Primal urges take me over as I prepare to replace my mouth with my hard, pulsing cock into her gold mine of slick wetness.
“Let me do the honors.” She snatches the condom I have from my hands, rolling it on with her delicate, slender fingers, tugging at my full mast while I groan.
I slide inside her as her bucking hips press back, offering tight resistance as I plunge myself deeper into her walls. Taking her hands, I drag her upright.
“Sit on my lap, baby, and grind for me. I want your hot little mouth,” I command as she follows orders.
“Fuck!” She’s biting her lip in a naughty way and I can’t wait any longer.
“Izzy, damn, you’re killing me, you’re so hot,” I grunt, ready to self-combust. I grip her nubile hips solidly as the sweet slap of her round ass on my cock proves enough to drive a man to the brink of self-destruction. Her lustful mouth parts as her sweaty breasts squash against my rock-hard body.
Our bodies are tangled in wonderful sex-drenched sweat with my cock ready to explode if she keeps grinding with so much pressure on me. I squeeze my eyes shut, lost in the torturous pleasure. Our breaths swirl together as I pull her locks back from her face, staring into her beautiful, wide eyes. She drives down harder on my cock, knowing I’m about to come. I stiffen as the glorious eruption of orgasm I’ve been bottling releases while I bury my tongue between her spicy lips. I hold onto her as we both suck in oxygen, binded with sweat.
“I can’t breathe, that was so good,” she gushes, surprised. I kiss her mouth hard.
“That’s the way it’s supposed to be, Izzy, I want more of you, but I don’t want to wear you out.” I hug her to me and as I pull out, she stays on my lap with our bodies locked together, so intimate. It’s us, for now and forever.