Chapter 66 Sixty Six
Izzy’s pussy dripped, soaking Dominic’s balls with every deep thrust. Her body writhed against him, breasts bouncing, mouth full of muffled cries as she tried to keep up with his relentless pace.
“Whose pussy is it?” Dominic demanded, thrusting faster, harder, his hips driving into her with urgent force.
“Yours!” Izzy gasped, her words ragged and wet. “All yours… fuck me more!”
He gripped her hips, sliding a hand down to rub her clit, moving faster with every stroke, pushing her closer to the edge.
Ray’s moans grew louder too, her hips rolling as she shoved the dildo in and out of her own dripping pussy, lost in her own pleasure while keeping her eyes on them.
The room was filled with the sounds of wet, frantic movement… thrusts, moans, slaps of skin.
Izzy’s body shuddered violently as her orgasm hit, spilling around Dominic’s cock. At the same moment, Dominic groaned, his release shooting deep inside her. Ray followed, shivering and crying out as she came, the dildo moving in and out in rhythm with her climax.
All three of them climaxed together, the room echoing with moans, gasps, and wet, messy sounds.
Izzy trembled, clinging to Dominic, her body slick and shaking, while Dominic’s chest heaved over her back.
Ray's hands sank to the bed, spent and breathing heavily, the three of them wrapped in a tangle of sweat, desire, and aftershocks.
After a long moment, the three of them slowly came down from the high of their orgasms. The room was warm, sticky, and smelled of sex. Izzy leaned against Dominic, her hair damp and sticking to her forehead, breathing hard.
Dominic’s hand rubbed gentle circles on her back, his chest rising and falling as he caught his own breath. “You okay, pumpkin?” he murmured softly.
Izzy nodded, a tired but happy smile on her face. “Yeah… that was…” She trailed off, still trying to process everything.
Ray stretched beside them, letting out a soft laugh. “You two are something else. That was… intense.” She wiped her hands and arms, still catching her breath, then gave Izzy a teasing glance. “You’re soaked, and I can tell he’s not done with you yet either.”
Izzy blushed, hiding her face against Dominic’s chest. “I… I don’t even know what to say.”
Dominic kissed the top of her head, his thumb brushing over her cheek. “Don’t say anything. Just rest. We’ve had our fun, and now it’s time to relax.”
They slowly got cleaned up, Ray heading to the bathroom to wash off, and Dominic helping Izzy adjust her clothes, her body still tingling from their intensity. The air was quiet except for their breathing and soft laughter as they sat together, basking in the afterglow.
Izzy rested her head on Dominic’s shoulder, feeling safe, warm, and completely drained. Her mind replayed the last hour over and over, a mix of excitement and contentment washing over her.
“Same time next weekend?” Ray teased, making both Izzy and Dominic laugh quietly.
Izzy nodded softly. “Maybe… but I need a little recovery first,” she said with a small, tired smile.
Dominic chuckled, holding her closer. “Take all the time you need, pumpkin. I’ll be right here.”
The three of them relaxed, letting the quiet settle around them, the intensity of earlier replaced by a warm, comfortable closeness.
On the drive back, the air between them was thick with tension. Izzy’s body was still sensitive, her juices dripping, and neither of them said a word.
Dominic’s hand slid into her panties, fingers brushing over her wet folds. He moved slowly at first, teasing her, then began stroking more firmly, letting her feel every motion. Izzy bit her lip, stifling a moan as the car hummed along the road.
Her hands gripped the seat, and she shifted slightly against him, trying to get more friction. Dominic leaned closer, his breath warm on her neck. “You’re so wet for me,” he murmured, his fingers sliding deeper, teasing her clit as he fucked her gently with his hand.
Izzy moaned softly, the sound barely above a whisper, glancing at him briefly. His eyes were locked on the road, but every so often, they flicked to her, full of hunger and need.
The car was quiet except for the soft sounds of her moans and the faint swish of his hand moving. She pressed closer to him, hips rolling slightly as he continued, careful but insistent, giving her every sensation without taking his eyes off the road.
By the time they pulled into her driveway, Izzy was trembling, her legs weak and slick. Dominic leaned down, pressing a quick, heated kiss to her lips. “We’re not done yet,” he whispered, his fingers still teasing her.
She shivered, overwhelmed, but smiled, knowing the night wasn’t over.
Dominic’s fingers didn’t stop as he guided her hips against his hand, sliding deep and fast. “You liked Ray touching you, huh? Sucking your boobs, playing with your pussy,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding.
Izzy gasped, her body arching against him, shivering with need.
He gave her pussy a sharp slap. “But this,” he growled, “is mine. Mine alone. Do you understand?”
“Yes…” she moaned, voice trembling, desperate as his fingers moved faster, hitting the right spots. Her hips rolled uncontrollably, clenching around him.
The pleasure built until she shattered, her body convulsing as she came hard, slick and wet, her juice dripping down onto the chair beneath her.
Dominic didn’t ease up, keeping her on edge as she rode out the waves, moaning and trembling in his grip. When she finally came down from the high, he leaned in, pressing a heated kiss to her neck. “Good girl,” he whispered, voice rough with satisfaction. “Mine… only mine.”
Dominic finally pulled his hand away, leaving her trembling and spent. He leaned back slightly, breathing heavy, and watched her catch her breath.
“Go upstairs, get some rest,” he said, his voice softer now but still carrying that firm edge. “I need you refreshed.”
Izzy nodded, still flushed and weak from the intensity. Her legs wobbled as she stood, feeling the slickness of her own arousal between them. She glanced at him briefly… his dark eyes fixed on her, commanding and possessive… and shivered.
Slowly, she made her way to the stairs, each step deliberate, hips swaying slightly from the lingering sensations. By the time she reached her bedroom, her body was buzzing with leftover pleasure, making her collapse onto the bed with a sigh.
She buried herself in the sheets, curling up, letting her mind replay the moments over and over. Despite the exhaustion, a small, satisfied smile tugged at her lips. She knew sleep would come eventually, but right now, she just let herself float in the warmth of the night and the memory of his hands, his lips, and the way he claimed her completely.