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The ring was pretty much every fantasy that I’d ever had. The main jewel was an emerald, not a blood diamond.
“Yes.”
He took the ring out of the box and put it on my finger.
Then he was sweeping me into his arms to kiss me.
We were making out for a while, our tongues twining together as if we were teenagers for whom kissing was the ultimate. When I regained awareness of my surroundings, I was naked on my back under him, my thighs on either side of his body.
“I’m so happy,” he told me as he kissed his way down my body.
My thighs were on either side of his face.
I was very nervous when guys went down on me. I didn’t like it. I had a soft stomach and pretty big thighs.
But he didn’t seem to be turned off by any of that. His hands were pushing my thighs far apart as his tongue painted pure fire at my most intimate place.
My eyes closed. I felt like my whole body was turning into a puddle of molten gold.
“Oh...” I said.
Then his hands stopped pushing my thighs apart. I was wondering where he was going before one hand went to rub my clit while his tongue pushed inside of my entrance.
I went wild, bucking like crazy, fluttering around him. He kept rubbing me as I shook my way through an orgasm.
When I could speak again, I said, “That was the most intense orgasm I’ve had in my life.”
“Just one of many, future Señora Emilio.” He nuzzled my softness again.
“I don’t think I can go again,” I said. I was still out of breath and all trembly from the first orgasm.
In response, his hand began rubbing my clit. And my motor went roaring back to life.
“Are you sure? Do you want this?”
“Yes,” I moaned. “I want it.”
This time, he put two fingers inside of my channel, pushing me apart.
When he was inside, he crooked his fingers so that he stroked my g-spot.
I was wetter than I had ever been in my whole life. I felt like there was a spigot or something inside of me. I was sure that the sheets were wet beneath me. He pulled his fingers out.
Suddenly, he was flipping my body so that I was butt up, face down.
He arranged me so that I was on my stomach, my knees under me.
He pulled apart my opening as he guided himself inside.
I knew that I was sweating from the heat inside of me, like I was burning up with the best kind of fever.
My jaw dropped as he entered me. It wasn’t our first time, but his size totally overwhelmed me. I could barely fit around him.
He began to surge slowly into me, going deep before pulling out.
I hugged the pillow in front of me. My fists were clenched, holding the sheets tight. I could barely stand the intensity.
Then his hand went around my neck. He wasn’t choking me. He was pressing his thumb and forefinger on opposite sides of my throat.
