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Without it changing his breathing, either, as she discovered. Because Raul was kissing her and kissing her and kissing her, eyes closed.
How to get him to her bedroom without running into a wall?
Emma improvised a primitive guidance system, tugging on his right arm when she wanted him to turn right, on his left arm when she wanted him to turn left. They made it to her bedroom intact and he let her legs slide gently to the floor. It had been wonderful being carried by him but held closely to him felt even better. The entire front of her touched him everywhere and it was amazing. She tightened her arms around his neck, clinging to that super strong body.
He was fully erect, she could feel him through his pants against her bare belly.
Raul lifted his head and looked at her. The room was dark, the only light source back in the living room, barely enough to see by. His face was drawn tightly, mouth swollen from their kisses. Her mouth was swollen too. Her mouth, her breasts, her sex.
“You have too many clothes on.” Those words came out in a sultry purr and she nearly looked around to see who said them. She had. She’d said them, in a voice she barely recognized as her own.
“God, yes,” Raul muttered, taking the tiniest step back so he could undress. He undid the buttons of his shirt so fast it was like waving his hands over his front and presto! Buttons undone. Shirt off. Belt buckle unfastened, pants unfastened, unzipped, off. Briefs, socks and shoes. Like a dream. He was naked in front of her and oh, God. Before he could take a step forward to her, she shot out a hand, palm against a pec, to hold him there for a second so she could get a good look.
She’d thought he was strong, built, but the clothes hid a lot. Naked, he was like a poster for male beauty—hard, lean planes of muscle, fitting together perfectly. Graceful, strong. A male animal in its prime.
And his penis. Ah. A real champ. Thick and hard, unlike any she’d ever seen and she realized that the men she’d had sex with had had basically semi-erections, nothing like this. A couple had needed their hands to enter her.
Raul wouldn’t.
“We okay here?” he asked, voice strained. “I’m not getting any younger.”
Instead of answering, Emma stepped forward and lifted her face to his.
It happened all at once. He got rid of her bra and panties in an instant and pulled her to him, while kissing her deeply. The whole front of her body was against a warm, hairy wall with his erect penis against her belly. As his tongue moved against hers, she could feel it move against her, becoming impossibly harder.
And she got softer, heat melting her from within.
The world tilted and she found herself on her back on the bed, his heavy weight feeling so delicious on her, anchoring her.
Strong hairy thighs opened her legs and he entered her with one heavy thrust.
“Ahhh.” Raul let out a big breath. “God. Did I hurt you?”
Did he hurt her? She consulted her body but … nope. The only thing she felt was heat and then she surprised herself as her vagina convulsed. It usually took her a long time to climax. So long that half the time she faked it just to get it over with. But now her body just went ahead and climaxed and oh, God, it was so delicious.
“Not hurting, no,” she gasped as he lifted her legs, pressing them back so he could enter more deeply. Her head pressed back against the pillows as she kept up contracting, a climax so hard it almost hurt. Raul was kissing her neck as he started moving in her, short jabs that somehow rubbed right over her clitoris, giving her almost electric jolts of pleasure.
The thrusts were heavy now, their bellies making slapping noises, the headboard beating against her wall, faster and faster …
She came again with a wail, vagina clenching against his penis which swelled and then he was over the edge, too, teeth clenched against a deep moan.
They stilled. Emma because she had no more energy. The tight hold she had on him with her legs and arms loosened. Her thighs fell forward and her arms fell to the bed.
She was completely undone, her body having taken over, all flesh and sensation.
Raul sprawled on her, face on her pillow, lips close to her ear.
“God,” he breathed and goose pimples broke out all over her body at his lips at her ear.
“Mmm.”
“My condoms are still in my pants pocket,” he said sadly. “Lotta good they did us there.”
“Oh. Um.” Condoms. Something about condoms. So hard to think while little shocks of pleasure were still running through her body.
“I’d say I’m really sorry and I am but … I just lost control there. Trust me when I say that never happens.”
Condoms. Now she remembered. “I was having … problems. My doctor prescribed a monthly shot which is also a contraceptive. So … it’s ok. I’m also disease-free.”
