The heART Gallery [Complete✔]

Perfect

After showering, and sucking the literal life out of each other, Isla and Felix climb into bed. Bare as the days they were born. They've been physically inseparable since Isla made her 6 weeks checkup. And before that her mouth was fused to his lower half; without comment or complaint from either of them.

Their sexual chemistry has always been off the charts, but actually acting on it has made it other worldly. Both experimenting and loving things they would have never done unless with each other. Neither of them have ever been so sexually pleased...ever. 

And it's deeper than just physical. Their layer of trust and love runs so deep, its created the perfect foundation. They were able to build from that perfect platform and build the most breathtaking safe space for sexual exploration. 

With Felix having so much experience he taught Isla things she never even imagined. Like an eager pupil always ready to learn and please him. While she pulled tricks out of her magical bag, that had him like an audience member at a magic show. Entertained, pleased, and wanting to know all her secrets.

Luckily for them, Isla is still breastfeeding so their magnetism hasn't caught up to them in that area. Because they are anything, but careful. When the mood calls, they answer. Anywhere, any time, any way. The kitchen, the shower, the bathroom, the living room, the car, a few times at school, and her art studio.

So to say they are both happily satisfied in taking their friendship to the next level is an understatement.

Stretching his long massive body, Felix smiles from his heart gazing upon a naked, half sheet covered, hickey bodied, wild haired Isla. She is something he will never get used to waking up to in the morning. Every time it's like the first time. Kissing up her neck he nips it as she moans in her sleep. Feeling himself rise he wants to make the best of the moment. 

Slipping his hand between her legs, he plays in her wetness, just long enough to get her moist enough for him. As she stirs and fidgets, he climbs on top of her while leaving kisses up her back and shoulder. 

"Mmm, baby."She whispers, which turns into a long moan as he slowly sinks into her.

Feeling how tight she is, he spreads her cheeks and lips open. Watching his dick slowly push and pull in and out of her, has his skin covered in goosebumps. Seeing her slippery pussy silk cover him from tip to most of his base, has his eyes heavy with lust. 

"Fuuuuccckk!"

They breath out simultaneously. Placing his hands on the small of her back, Isla arches her ass up towards him to allow him to go deeper. She's sore everywhere, but when he touches her it's like a magical remedy. It numbs her everywhere, except between her legs. And her raining pussy is the proof.

Her juices trickle out of her and run along her clit in a tickling fashion as he plunges into her repeatedly. Clawing and pulling at the sheets, she buries her face in the pillows. Rendering her unable to speak. But hearing him softly moan her name and curse under his breath is all the validation she needs.

She doesn't need to ask if it's wet enough, her gushing pussy answered that all ready. She doesn't need to ask if it's tight enough, his loud grunts as he tightly digs into her g-spot answered that already. She doesn't need to ask if he likes it, him mumbling "Fuck yuh got that wet", answered that already. She doesn't need to ask if he owns her body, him groaning "Gooood my pussy good", answers that already. Hell she doesn't even need to ask him if he loves her, his manly moans of "Fuck, Isla I luh yuh", answer that too.

Listening to her muffled screams of his name, answer any questions he may be wondering. Like, who beats it up the best?..."FELIX!" Who owns her shit?..."FUCK, FELIX!" Who's the only person good enough to please her?..."FUUUCCK MEEE, FELIX!" And of course who does she love?..."GOD I LOVE YOU, FELIX!"