IT WAS Apollo who called this time and was checking on her. She thought the call will last for a moment but Apollo dropped it as soon as she replied to it.
Isla looked at Zero and smiled, she walked towards him. “Sorry about that,” she uttered. However, Zero didn’t reply and just reached for her left breast and squeezed it.
“Remind me of killing Apollo next time,” he joked, a sly smirk forming on his lips. He leaned down and then claimed her lips as he pulled her by the waist pressing his body into hers.
His kisses went down to her neck and suddenly lifted her and put her back in their position earlier. She moaned when Zero suddenly claimed her nipple with his warm mouth, savoring every inch of it. The way how he swirls his tongue into seems like he kinda likes the taste of it. His other hand went on her other breasts, squeezing them harshly.
She enveloped her arms into her nape and arched her back to give him better access. Later on, Zero’s hand moved down to her exposed abdomen and slowly trailed his touch down to her private part. He stopped and looked at her. He took off her remaining clothes and just tossed them on the floor. When she looked at her, his eyes glimmered as if he were seeing someone that has descended from Mount Olympus.
One thing he likes about Isla is her perfect curves. At such a young age, she manages and was blessed with those curves.
One moment, he claimed her lips again as his hand roamed around her curves. On Isla’s side, she could feel the coldness of the tiled countertop but it was eased by Zero’s touch and kisses.
While Zero lips tasted her skin, he took off his shirt and tossed it away then suddenly went up to her lips, nibbling the lower one then darted his tongue inside, savoring its taste.
A moan slipped out of her mouth when Zero’s hand touches her wetness, rubbing it so gently—deepening the kiss. One moment, in a span of a short time, she found herself leaning backward, elbows supporting her back as Zero’s hands were on her thighs pushing them upward as he licked her wetness.
“Oh… Ah…” she moaned, which she can’t hold on to. “T-That’s it… Hmmm…” she added. She’s loving how Zero savors her cleft, swirling his tongue into it.
Zero hardened his tongue and darted it inside her core, and lick it when he pulls out. He slid his one finger inside and thrust it in and out which makes her moan louder.
“Z-Zero,” she whispered.
Zero swirls his tongue with her cleft again as his finger continues pulling in and out of her core, she almost convulsed in pleasure. The way how Zero devours her wetness gives a sensual vibe.
Later, after it, Zero stood up and took off the last piece of his clothes, flaunting his nakedness.
Isla bit her lower lip when she saw his hardness. The light was too bright to see that perfect creation.
Damn, it really suits his body, she cursed inside her mind. When she lifted her face, she saw his sly smirk.
“Love the view?” he asked, flaunting his teasing smile.
She wet her lips and nodded. “And much loves it if it was pierced into my mine,” she replied, seductively.
Zero grinned and pointed the tip of his shaft into her opening, teasing it. She frowned and pushed herself forward. However, Zero moved away and let out a soft chuckle.
“Not so fast, baby,” he uttered.
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