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I am more than ready if he wants to take me right here.
He slides his hands under my shirt and lovingly fondles every corner and part of my breasts.
“I’ll take very…good…care…of you.”
“Please…just fuck me,” I mutter.
I don’t want to get lost in his beautiful words. I’m not sure if they are his truth or gooey sweet nothings. If I’m completely honest with myself, I don’t want to know, or better yet, I hope he’s adding it for a dramatic love-making effect. I’ll take some fantastical living these days to get me off.
“Come.” He releases his hands from my shirt and reaches for my palm.
Chapter 12
Joaquin
TheamountofbeautyNadia is made of expands beyond this town. It’s as if she simultaneously walks with the beauty of the sea and the sun. She’s that soft rosy spot between the sun and the sealine. I want to encapsulate her love and wear it around my neck, keeping her on cold nights and rainy days.
I take her to my room which she hasn’t seen. I don’t think she anticipated the king-size bed and the snug satin sheets. I clothed them this morning. My intention all along was to bump into Nadia, have some good conversation with her, make her laugh a few times, and come here to my room to give her good love.
But Nadia has decided to take control. She lifts her candy-colored shirt over and off her head and unzips her tight jean shorts. Once she’s fully unclothed, I stare and watch her slither in front of me. Her luscious hips and the sweetness between them glow as if highlighted by a star in the night. She prances across my bed and collapses right in its center.
I remove my garments, and she studies me like an inquisitive student waiting for her professor’s instructions. But as soon as I feel pulled to lead the hunt, she shushes me.
“Bring it to my mouth.”
Her words pinch at my desire.
Hard and ready, I sit on the bed. I turn to lift myself up toward her. On my knees on the bed, I scooch close to her open mouth. She takes me as if that’s the entire point. Back and forth, she slides her wet mouth and tongue along my length announcing its passion, screaming its power. I quiver. My toes tuck behind me, and I toss my head toward the ceiling like a spirit guiding me into a deep prayer.
She sucks the heavenly lust throughout my body. Distributing my desires into equal parts. The intensity of her wish to leave me more desperate for her is granted. I must pull myself from her to hush my guy from erupting too soon.
Reading how difficult this is for me, Nadia slides her mouth and tongue alongside my cock one last time. She lifts her head, gives me a seductive wink, and gracefully yet forcefully pushes me. I fall back onto the bed.
Mounting me, she spreads her legs and teases my wet cock. Her dampness cradles over me as her lips press onto mine. Her kiss is steady, so warm is my sunshine beauty and those eyes. She does this thing where she opens and closes her eyes throughout our kisses. This is how I know she loves the entirety of this experience. Our simmer together is overwhelming, and she’s the one who reads it through her body. I think I’ve even heard her heart’s pace pick up, almost like a gallop but in a sexy way where there are no words that can justly explain it.
“Are you taking birth control?”
I finally verbalized. I can’t lie. It’s been on my mind. I’ve assumed so, but then I’m not sure.
Less than an inch from sliding onto me, she meets my eye.
“Yes,” she answers.
I take her hips between my hands and slide her right onto me. She screams as my dick soars, feeling her taut walls stretch and grip my manhood. I take back a bit of control.
“Then fuck the living cum out of me!” I demand.
She pants in my ear and rides me as if to take my life. I have no control anymore. Up, around in pulsing twirls and down and up and over again. She’s moving like a belly dancer while looking like one as she guides the ship.
I reach for her tits. The deep brown tint of her areola is so delicious. I tug at her nipples, watching the round outline of her areolas turn to ovals. She leans into me to make me shake them. I do. Her head bends to the side as she slows her speed to feel us more. We both do. I moan, and she wails. My grip around her hips tightens, and her honey-green eyes open in ecstasy.
“Slow…slow,” she murmurs to herself.
I help guide her. Lifting myself up to steer from beneath. She can’t take much of it. Her thighs flinch, and her knees burrow into my sides. She coats my cock with her cum, and I bite my bottom lip, pinching her nipples until she whimpers.
I lay back on the bed and guided her off of me. I want a simple deep penetration, to look into her eyes and watch her face twitch with fulfilled desire.
Right on top of her, I ease myself into her. I ache. It’s hard to contain myself when her wet walls’ nips are so strong. With her eyes sailing open and close, she gives me a smile, bright with sincere pleasure. I kiss her. Those soft lips slurp at my mouth as she wraps her legs tightly around my lower waist. She pulls me in, accepting my force.
