𝖢𝖧𝖠𝖯𝖳𝖤𝖱 𝖥𝖨𝖥𝖳𝖸

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
ISAAC
I merely grunt while my hand grips the counter like I'm dying. And in a sense I am dying. 
She keeps teasing me with these fast and slow strokes, sometimes stops and just admires me. It's killing me but I refuse to look down at how hard I am. I can feel it pulsing throughout my body. It'll break anytime soon. 
The slightest touch now sends tingles shooting up my spine. Her tongue darts out and licks me up. Her mouth finally wraps around the tip of my dick but she doesn't go down like I wanted. 
She tucks me back inside my pants and as painful as it was, her smile relieved the pain. Yet it was still there and jarring.
"You're going to kill me." My voice was deep and angry. Yet I wasn't as angry as I sounded. 
"Don't be dramatic." 
I raised an eyebrow as she walked off to the bathroom. I checked on the brownies while she was gone and when she came back, I smirked.
As she was wiping down the counters, I cupped her from behind, dragging my finger across her wet underwear. 
I'm sure this was dry when I looked. The thought brought a smile to my face. "What's this?"
"Isaac-"
"You seem to be so fucking wet yet you want to play tease." My calculated words pierced in anger while I rubbed her.
She leaned both hands forward, and strung out a curse word at me. My hand went under her shirt and gripped her breasts. Her nipples were as hard as stone, and I pinched them with as much anger as frustration that she gave me. 
I pushed the underwear aside and made contact with her warm wet opening. So sleek and I was tempted to just finger fuck her till her eyes rolled back but I resisted as she did. Only lightly swimming through in her wet arousal. I used it to rub her faster and more arousal dripped down my palm.
"Fuck." She moaned loudly and rocked her hips against my strokes. I pulled away just as her head threw back but instead of a moan, she let out a whimper. 
Her toes clenched and her thighs rubbed together. She turned around biting her lip and playing with the hem of my shirt.
"You want it?" I ask and she nods her head, already heading for me. I stop her short and point to the brownies. "Let's wait for the brownies first."
She let out a soft cry before facing the brownies. She cranked the heat up and set the timer to fifteen minutes. Her chest was heaving up and down, waiting for the brownies to get done.