Chapter Forty-Nine
This was so wrong. It was like being part of a train wreck that I couldn’t stop or get off of. His tongue worked in and out of me. Working me closer with each stroke of his tongue.
I closed my eyes and his thumb moved over my clit. Brushing against it with the barest of touches.
“Ian.” I cried out, everything tensing up inside of me, I was so close. He leaned back. Opening my eyes, my mouth fell open and I glared at him.
“Not yet, Izzy.” He shifted my legs over his shoulders. His breath was hot against my quivering s*x. “I want you just as frustrated as I am. I’m going to punish you for making me feel this way about you. For making me think that I was falling for my stepbrother’s girl.”
Ian lapped at my slit, working his way down to press his tongue against my ass
