Sirius quickened and Isa did her best from her trapped position to roll her hips in tandem. All at once the pressure within her became too much to bear and her body exploded into a million pieces. There was no time, no space, no flood and no pack. There was only intense, searing pleasure as the pair reached their climax together. Had sex ever been better than this?
Stars danced in Isa's vision and she released a small groan as Sirius rolled them, depositing her on top once more. Little flashes of pleasure were still zipping through her body like tiny strikes of lightning. Heavy lids covered the woman's icy eyes as she gave in to the pleasure, letting it run its course. A paw stroking along her side brought those eyes back open. He called her beautiful and the lust in her eyes shifted to something else. Something more affectionate. Love? Was there love in her eyes?
A question was posed and Isa thought about it for a moment. There were two ways that she could take this conversation. She could be a dirty little thing and tell him what she wanted to do with him, or she could be a sentimental thing and tell him that, if she could do anything with him, she would keep him with her, always.
In the end, she said nothing.
Isa slid backwards until her toes touched earth. Gently, she moved off of Sirius' body, looking down at him with an expression of contemplation. Minty eyes rested upon his manhood and, with one pointed look up the length of his body to his face, Isa grinned. A moment later, he was sheathed within the heat of her mouth. This was what she wanted to do to him and she did it well.
