ISABELLA
When I looked down at Leonardo’s d**k, my core had throbbed with desire. He was thick. Oh, he was thick. But he wasn’t long. He made up for that with girth. His crown was thick and flushed red, the veins pulsing around it.
I shocked myself when I told him to hurry, that small part of my brain asking me what I was doing. Before I could answer, Leonardo told me to press my legs together. He did without thinking, and then he thrust in.
Not in me but between my folds. His d**k slid in between my folds, and he groaned.
“You’re soaked,” he groaned as he repeated the action, sliding out and back in. His eyes were fixed on mine, dark with hunger and half closed. He leaned in and kissed me softly, his tongue parting my lips and entering my mouth. He sucked on my tongue as he kept mo
