Chapter Twenty

Maddie

Isaac pulled onto a grassy area that overlooked the city. The view was amazing and familiar. I couldn’t place it yet, but a feeling of happiness rushed over me knowing that this place was somewhere I’d enjoyed before. “The sun’s about to set,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss my cheek.

His hand rested on my thigh; the warmth surged through the silk of my dress and drifted onto my skin. It was still early, but the sun going down made it feel late, secluded, and romantic.

Lights began to flicker as the night of the city came to life. The tall buildings lit up, the bridges, boats, and large neon signs. It was tantalizing.

“Anything triggering a memory?” Isaac examined with curious eyes.

“I feel like I was happy here. The view looks familiar, but the air was warmer, it was hot, and we’d just come from the beach because we were wearing swimsuits,” I remembered.

“Yes, that’s right,” he smiled, letting his hand slide higher on my thigh. “That swimsuit drove me wild, don’t ya know,” he smirked.

The devilish smile on his face made my body tingle and my breasts swell against the cool silk gown. “I wanted you to make a move,” I whispered, remembering we were only friends, not lovers. “Why didn’t you?” 

Isaac let out a deep growl as his eyes narrowed on my breasts. “You cold?”

“No,” I lied, knowing the night air was a little chilly, but not the reason for my tightened nipples that he was admiring.

I leaned back in the leather seat, my rear suddenly very toasty. I squirmed against the leather. “You getting hot?” Isaac teased. I nodded as he motioned to the seat heat icon he’d turned on. “You want me to turn it off?” he asked.

“No,” I sighed. The sensation of warmth was creating an arousal between my legs that I enjoyed.

“So, you remember you wanted me to make my move, eh?” he growled. “Why didn’t you make a move on me?” he questioned.

“Because I’m the girl,” I blushed.

My pussy was fiery with the heat blasting through the silk dress, causing me to writhe to Isaac’s obvious delight. “I’ll turn it down,” he whispered, leaning up to adjust the setting. His hand slid back up my thigh, this time entering the long slit in my dress and caressing my flesh.

I remembered the feelings I had when I’d been on this hill before, strongly. I wanted Isaac, but something was stopping me from admitting it, but what? Was I scared, intimidated, shy? I wanted to be courageous, to go after what I wanted. Whoever Maddie Grubbs was in the past, if she was the woman who let life pass her by, she wasn’t going to be that woman now. She was going to be adventurous, wild, and what better way to start than by seizing the moment now.

My legs parted, giving Isaac more room to freely fondle my flesh. I reached for my dress, slowly sliding the left shoulder strap past my shoulder and then past my breast. Isaac immediately latched on to my nipple, twisting it with his tongue, tugging it gently until I inhaled deep, and then gasped with delight.

His hand slid higher up my thigh, his fingers so close to my silk panties they grazed them lightly, tickling my swollen flesh beneath. My hand reached for the other strap, lowering it past my right breast.

Isaac wasted no time in giving it the same attention he had the other while his fingers lightly scratched at my panties.

His cock was so hard it bulged through his dress slacks so tight they looked close to ripping. I loved getting him so excited, teasing him, tempting him. I loved being the wild one, the adventurous one, the one I wished I would’ve been.

My back arched, lifting from the leather and pushing my breast into his mouth. His lips consumed it, sucking hard and offering quick, tantalizing flicks to my aching nipple.

I slid my hands to my side, sliding the silk of my dress up my legs, and then slowly to my hips. Isaac lifted from my breast and stared into my eyes. “You never cease to amaze me,” he whispered.

My fingers searched for my panty strings beneath my dress. I lifted my ass from the toasty seat and pulled them down from my hips. I left them at my thighs, tight and clamping my legs from opening any further. “Damn, you drive me wild,” he growled.

My hands slid the silk of my dress up past my hips. My trimmed, blonde bush exposed, and my swollen nub eagerly peeking through. Isaac leaned towards me, at first I thought to taste my pleasure bud, but instead he lowered his hand to the front of my seat and hit a button that sent the seat backward, offering much more leg room. “That’s better,” he whispered, eyeing me with satisfaction in his eyes that brought my arousal to new heights.

I was ready to tease him, to make him ache as badly as I was right now. My legs wouldn’t part any further with my panties still just above my knees, so I lifted them instead, pushing my red high-heels into the dash, and slid my ass down in the seat.

Isaac watched as my fingers playfully teased my nipples, one, and then the other before sliding through the bunched up red silk on my belly. They stopped at my pussy, playfully flicking my clit, and then sliding between my labia, swollen and tight. “Why don’t you turn your ass around so I can taste that sweet pussy,” Isaac ordered.

I spun my ass in the seat, letting my legs move to the center console. Isaac gripped my panties, ripping them with a passionate roar and tossing them to the backseat. His strong hands gripped my thighs, pulling my ass to the console and leaving my back and head rested on the inside of the passenger door.

My pussy lips were pushing through my thighs as my legs closed tight. I wasn’t done teasing him just yet and wanted him to work to open my flower. He pushed my legs upward, letting my heels press into the roof of the cab. His eyes lingered between my legs as he slid a finger slowly through the full lips that hid my secret garden from his view.

“Let me taste you,” he pleaded hungrily.

I knew he expected me to open my legs and invite his tongue between them to bathe my pussy and lap up the sweet nectar it offered. Instead, I reached between my own legs, slid a finger between my lips and deep into my pussy, twisting it inside the tight cavern and then slowly sliding it back out while he watched in amazement. I brought it to my own lips, sucking the flavor of my pussy from only the tip, and then extended it to his lips.

A deep growl vibrated from his throat as he sucked my finger into his mouth. He sucked hard, groaning as his tongue twisted and twirled around my juice-soaked digit.

A wild sensation erupted within me, unleashing a sexual appetite unlike I’d felt before. My legs parted, opening my intimacy, giving Isaac the free reign to please me or tease me any way he wished.

His hands gripped my thighs as he lowered his mouth between my legs. His tongue flicked at my clit, teasing me with twitches of pleasure. Eruptions of intense arousal shot through my body like electricity. The taste of my own juices still lingering on my lips, the scent of his cologne mixed with raw masculinity, the slapping of his tongue diving into my body, and the feel of his strong hand massaging my breasts had all of my senses overwhelmed with pleasure.

I wondered how long Isaac had loved me, how long it took for him to say something and make me his. The memories of my feelings when we were younger, the feeling of a missed opportunity when I was here with him last, that was all I had, nothing in between. Did he take another lover while waiting for me; did I, thinking he wasn’t interested?

Shut up, Maddie; enjoy the moment. You have no past now, only the present. Embrace it, love it, suck every last delicious drop of excitement from it.

My hips lifted from the console, arching my back and pushing my cunt hard into his mouth as my climax peaked. Tremors rolled through my body, then contractions tightened and released as I spurt cum onto Isaac’s finger, and the console of his truck. “Oh fuck,” he gasped, his voice raspy and anxious.

Convulsions from the aftermath of my powerful orgasm shook my body as Isaac quickly slipped out of his jacket, and then unbuttoned his shirt. The tight, muscular flesh beneath the dress shirt slowly exposed to my eyes sent a roaring anticipation throughout my entire body.

His tall frame made it difficult to remove his slacks, but he squirmed and wiggled until he managed to get them, and his boxers, removed. “Come over here,” he ordered, sitting back against the leather driver seat.

I worked on unmalting my body from the position he’d left me in as he hit the button to scoot his seat back as far as it would go.

Legs like jelly, I managed to climb to his side and straddle against his warm, hard cock. The truck smelled of sweet sex, expensive cologne and perfume, and leather. I sat in his lap, staring into his eyes, knowing those three little words were on the tip of my tongue. I wanted to say them, to scream them, but I couldn’t just yet. “Damn, you’re sexy,” Isaac whispered, reaching towards the wadded slacks in the floor. He fumbled with them until he found protection and lifted me from my position so I stood on the floorboard of the truck while he slipped the condom down his shaft.

His hands gripped my hips, lowering me slowly over his cock. My pussy ached as the tip of his cock pressed through my swollen labia and into my tight, still throbbing cunt. “Oooooh,” I moaned, pushing my weight onto him, and his cock deeper into my body.

His hands gripped my ass, pulling me into him as he finally filled me with his large member. My breathing instantly became labored, and my eyes could barely stay open as the sensation of his large manhood spread my hips and explored parts of my body I didn’t know existed until then.

The friction of my clit against his belly, the curve in his cock tickling at my G-spot with every thrust, and the pure satisfaction from the fullness he offered me was driving me wild, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came once again.

He lifted his ass from the seat, slamming into me hard. His balls bounced against my ass, slapping with the most delicious tune. I reached beneath me, gripping them so they wouldn't swing, and held them against the warm flesh of my ass.

Isaac began to moan as I tugged his balls as he slammed into me. My body shook, my breasts burnt with desire, and my heart filled with a familiar feeling, one I was certain I’d had before: one I’d had for Isaac.

The thrill of actually feeling the connection to the man who’d given me a ring and I’d accepted nearly crippled me, rendering me helpless as he continued to thrust between my legs with such force, such skill, that I let loose of my second orgasm, dripping my cum to my fingers that surrounded his tightening balls. “Fuck,” he roared as I contracted around his cock.

His grip on my ass tightened, pushing me into his chest. My chin rested on his broad shoulder while I struggled to catch my breath. I loved Isaac Lewis; I knew that now. There was no doubt in my mind at that very moment.