Screw

12. Alcohol and Lemons

Everybody sat around the table, and long ago Duff and Slash had busted out the alcohol. It wasn't long before they were all drunk. Steven had stumbled towards the elevator and passed out in the hallway before he reached it, Slash was snoring quietly in the corner, still gripping a bottle of Jack Daniels, and Axl and Celine had retreated into Axl's room about fifteen minutes after Slash passed out. Rosamund could only imagine what they were getting up to. Meanwhile, in the common room, Izzy was all over her and her alcohol befuddled mind was just allowing it to unfold. On the other couch, Estrella and Duff were giggling and whispering.
"Oh Rosie- I need you, baby!" Izzy panted,
"Yes Izzy! Yes!" Her own voice came out breathily. He fumbled with the button of her jeans, and managed to drag them down her legs. She kissed him deeply as he reached for the hem of her shirt. He peeled it off and then unclasped her bra, flicking both the t- shirt and the bra away. He paused for just a moment, taking in her body, only shielded by her panties. He leaned in and kissed her again, and then trailed kisses slowly down her jaw, down her neck, and then continued down. His lips found the top of her right breast, and he slowed even more, driving her crazy. He found her nipple and gently rubbed his tongue over it, then nipped at it.
"Ah! Izzy!" She gasped, and he chuckled sexily before moving on. He planted wet kisses all the way down her abdomen, and finally met the waistband of her undies. He scraped his teeth gently over her waist, which sort of tickled, especially with his hair falling gently against her. He dragged her panties down with his teeth, and threw them away across the room, then took the time to make eye contact before dipping his tongue into her most sensitive area. It felt amazing! Izzy began to lap at her, his wet tongue moving against her and making her moan uncontrollably.
Next, he rubbed his fingers along her, and then inserted first one, quickly succeeded by a second. Rosamund panted and moaned, and Izzy continued to lick at her slit, while moving his fingers in and out. This sensation nearly drove her over the edge, and by then she was crying out. Izzy chuckled again, and stopped.
"You're such a sexy little thing- I'm gonna put my c#ck in you now, okay?" Izzy told her gruffly. She stared at him, open mouthed,
"Uh huh!" She agreed. Izzy took off his pants, ripped his shirt over his head and dropped his boxer shorts to reveal that he was already rock hard. He stepped out of them, and proceeded back towards her with a hungry look in his eye. He grabbed her by the hips and dragged her with ease to the edge of the lounge, then flipped her on her stomach, her knees landed on the ground. Izzy shoved the coffee table out of his way. Rosamund, now bent over the lounge, felt the end of his shaft press firmly against her entrance. He pushed inside, making her moan his name sensually.
Izzy felt so good inside her. He was large, and hit all the right spots,
"Are you ready?" He whispered,
"Oh please Izzy, please screw me!" She moaned. He chuckled that sexy chuckle, and then began to rock his hips, fucking her hard. The sensations were driving her absolutely crazy, and she moaned and bucked her hips back into his with each thrust, making it harder and faster. Izzy continued to tear in and out of her wildly, giving off grunts and moans here and there, and building pace.
Rosamund could feel herself begin to pulse, and all of her muscles locked up as she came very close to her climax,
"Come for me, Rosie! Come on, you're almost there!" He moaned out, and sent her spiralling into the most intense orga$m she had ever experienced. Her whole body shook with it, and her fists clenched over the lounge cushions as she moaned and cried out his name in ecstasy.
Izzy continued to fuck her, and that felt amazing. She moaned with each thrust, and he soon pulled out, spraying his seed all over the carpet beside her leg.
"Oh- fuck Rosie!" He climbed onto the couch, and she smiled up at him as he got comfortable.
Rosamund then went around the room, searching for her clothes. She managed to find her shirt and panties, then discovered her jeans, but she didn't put them on. Instead she carried them with her to her bedroom, and dropped them on the floor within, before falling onto the bed and almost immediately falling asleep.