Zella
My arms wrapped around Isaiah's sturdy neck as he lifted me out of the bathroom and stormed towards the bed.
“I told you, princess,” he murmured, kissing me deep and hard. His tongue slipped past my lips, thrusting against my tongue while his hand clutched and squeezed at my ass.
He pulled away briefly to rasp, “Once I touch you, there’s no going back.”
“Mhmm,” I hummed absentmindedly, feeling rather impatient. He dropped me to the bed, and I gave a sigh of relief when his massive body pressed against mine, enveloping me in his arms while he devoured my mouth in another mind mumbling kiss.
There was not a stitch of clothing between us, and it wasn't enough. I arched against him, my n*****s brushing against his chest eagerly while my fingers wove into his hair. He gave a groa
