Sep 1, 2014
Kiss me
39. Thighs
Isaac smirked. He always smirked. But the pleasure he found in making a particular redhead squirm produced that smirk that rarely ever had he meaning that it did now. And it wasn't that he had been doing anything purely sexual. No, he had started at her belly button and from there, he placed languid kisses along her soft skin.
Positive that she was going to expect him to pull down her underwear when he got there, Isaac pulled his mouth away from her stomach. He slowly moved down passed the material and pressed his lips to her thigh, slowly, gently.
