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one thick finger.
    Izzy mewled in protest, but he felt her body clamping down on his finger as if to welcome it. She gasped as Grayson began to move his finger slowly in and out of her hot channel, her legs spreading further apart in unconscious invitation. His finger began pumping faster as he watched her body tighten, then his thumb stroked across the center of her pleasure and the tension released like a snapped rubber band.
    Pressing her face into the bedding, Izzy bit her lip as the pleasure of his touch consumed her; she’d never known such intense pleasure. The few times she’d tried touching herself were nothing compared to his touch.
    She gave a soft little scream as her body contracted around his finger. He continued working his finger in and out of her and stroking her clit to wring as much pleasure from her as he could.
    Before she could recover from her first orgasm, he shifted her to her back with her legs hanging over the end of the bed. Izzy protested weakly when he knelt on the floor between her spread thighs and lifted her legs to rest on his broad shoulders.
    She tried to close her legs, but he was already between them using one hand on her belly to hold her down as the fingers of his other hand spread her labia open. He studied her for a moment before lowering his head to run his tongue up one side and down the other, studiously avoiding her little pearl.
    Isabella squirmed and whimpered at the sensations of his tongue gliding across her most private flesh, her whimper turning to a wail when his tongue began to thrust in and out of her opening, wriggling around inside her in an erotic dance.
    The palm resting on her stomach moved down to the top of her mound, pressing down rhythmically against her clit as he used his other hand to stretch the skin taut around her channel to intensify the feeling of his tongue as he rimmed her then plunged back inside forcefully.
    Soon her hips were rising to meet each thrust of his tongue as she built quickly to another release more shattering than the last. As she cried out his name, Grayson thrust two fingers hard into her still spasming channel, wrapped his lips around her little clit, and sucked.
     
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    Isabella went straight from one orgasm into another and still he kept thrusting his fingers and alternately sucking and licking on the little bundle of nerves. She was struggling to breathe as he pulled his fingers out only to return with a third to stretch her sensitive opening further. Grayson almost groaned as he watched her body’s response grow with each stroke. He ached to sink deep inside her, but knew prolonging their foreplay would give her more pleasure.
    Grayson showed no mercy to his little mate, bringing her to fulfillment again and again as she thrashed against his face.
    As her sheath convulsed around his fingers for the fifth time, Grayson rose above her and fit the head of his cock to her tight grasping entrance. He groaned at the feeling of the mouth of her sheath sucking at the head of his shaft, her body instinctively trying to pull him inside.
    Isabella’s eyes opened wide and she grasped his shoulders in sudden wariness, but before she could even so much as shake her head to deny him, Grayson took her to the hilt with one hard thrust.
    She bucked against him, fighting the painful intrusion. Grayson whispered soothing words and praised her, holding still within her as she grew accustomed to his intimate invasion.
    Isabella began to shift restlessly against him, obviously still nervous of him but wanting something more. In response Grayson caught her knees over his arms to deepen his penetration; at her gasp of pleasure, he pulled out almost to the tip of his erection then drove back to the hilt with a smooth stroke. The pleasure was almost more than he could bear, but he was determined to make his little mate’s introduction to lovemaking memorable.
    He began a long, slow stroke that seemed to quickly drive his little mate out of her