ch20 sexy scene insert 🙈

An image of Violet laughing at me danced in my mind.  How can a hott chick like you be friend-zoned?  

Fuck it.  

I leaned in to kiss him, lips locking as I put a hand on his neck.  Then I leaned in more for another, slipping my tongue inside his mouth, playing a little with his before he kind of pushed me off.  "We can't."

"Why not?"  

He turned slightly and cheeks burned red.  "You know why."

"No, really, I don't."  I made him turn to look at me now.  His eyebrow cocked as he tried to think of an excuse, and without letting him speak I went in for another kiss, rougher this time, and he allowed himself.  His long fingers intertwined with my hair as he pushed me back on the bed with his body.  I reached for his shirt, tugging it over his head as he did the same for me, then unhooking my bra and tossing it away.  His hand cupped my left boob as his mouth moved to suck my right nipple, first playing with it with his tongue, then nibbling.

Then he worked down my pants and panties, moving his tongue down there, exploring inside me.  I moaned in pleasure as he grabbed my sore butt cheeks, reminding me of the spanking I'd just gotten.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" he growled into my ear.

"Yes, Sir!"

He positioned me on all fours, butt sticking up and out.  A light swat landed on my bottom, then another.  "Spread your legs wider," he ordered.

I pried my knees apart, bum rising higher in the air.  I glanced up at Izaak to see him put on the condom, then he walked behind me, hands on my hips.  He teased me for a moment, making me whine and beg for it, finally pushing inside.  

Pleasure overwhelmed my body and mixed with the unfamiliar sensation of being intimate with someone I genuinely cared for.  Sex in the past had been emotionless and detached, a means to an end.  Men would trade almost anything for pussy.  But Izaak and I connected on a deeper level.   He was the only person I felt comfortable being vulnerable around.  Someone I could willingly give up control to and fully trust that he'd do what's best for me.  Izaak kept me safe.

As he rocked in and out, his fingers played with my clit so that within seconds, my body quivered in intense euphoria.  "Good girl," he cooed in my ear.  "Do it again."  

His command was followed by harder thrusts and gentler fingerings.  I felt his pelvis against the tender areas of my bottom, reminding me of the pain.  Reminding me of the embarrassment.  Reminding me that Izaak cared about me.  My body quivered again and Izaak praised me, going harder and faster until he climaxed with a low moan, body stiffening and then softening.  

The floaty feeling that enveloped me as Izaak snuggled up at my side gave me the thought that it was only oxytocin being set off, not real happiness.  Thanks Toby... totally ruined sex for me... 

With a sigh, I burrowed into Izaak's chest.  His breathing was light, calm.  For a minute I considered trying to figure out what to do with the memory card stuff, but eventually let the oxytocin-feeling win.  For the first time in ages I had a dreamless sleep, enjoying the protection of my roommate's arms wrapped around me.