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Another dry laugh escapes my throat, when against all my instincts and despite my colossal effort, I feel my cock harden just by saying those words out loud. I bring my mouth closer to her ear, attaching my lips to the dark rose-scented strands that are covering her, and whisper.
“I want your mouth, Gabriella. I want your pussy; I want your ass. I want everything from you. I want you to cry, because you think the pleasure is about to tear you in half. I want to punish you for every second I wasted thinking about you. I want to make you blush in all the places that matter. I want to kiss you, bite you, I want to lick and suck your entire skin.” Gabriella's chest gets closer and closer to touching my bare chest as her breathing becomes more and more erratic. And may La Santa help me, because I, myself, am panting after images of every single thing I want to do with this girl dance behind my eyes. “Oh, Gabriella! I want to destroy you. Each piece. And I want to see you like it.”
I take two steps away from the body that is now glued to the wall as if it intended to merge with it to find the Brazilian woman's large, dark eyes closed.
“Go to your bedroom.” The order comes out in a growl and every fiber of my body rebels against that last thread of rationality. I squeeze my hands into fists, feeling my nails hurt my palm.
Gabriella's hands remain raised and still in the same place, as if my shoulders were still there to support them. The girl slowly lifts her eyelids, fixing me with her gaze, as always, submissive.
“No.”
There's nothing controlled about the way my body throws itself against hers before the one-syllable word has even finished ringing between us. The thud of our bodies against the wall is loud, and I feel the impact against my hand as our weight crushes it behind Gabriella's head.
Her fleshy mouth opens for my invasion and releases a sly moan the moment my tongue meets hers. Gabriella kisses with an inexperience that does what I thought was impossible: it makes me even harder.
Her tongue is timid, and it repeats the search for guidance that is a constant in her eyes. Her body undulates, rubbing against mine, teasing my desire as she tries to satisfy her own.
Unlike her mouth, Gabriella's hands have zero inhibition. They travel across my body, exploring the muscles, scratching the skin, and pulling me towards them with the same intensity with which they push against me.
It's a kiss full of uncoordinated touches and delicious in a senseless way. My tongue licks and sucks hers, discovers every corner of her delicious mouth, delights in discovering the texture and flavor for which it has spent the last few weeks desperate.
My hand finally touches her warm pussy through her panties, and Gabriella moans and melts, absolutely sensitive under my still superficial exploration.
“Soaking, Gabriella,” I murmur against her lips as I feel the moisture that has ruined the fabric covering her pussy. Perception is a lit match left in a barrel of gunpowder.
I press my middle finger against the fabric, working it into Gabriella's folds and pushing the lace along. She reacts so primitively that the desire to have her naked, beneath me, while I fuck her hard, explodes in my veins.
Every sound that leaves her mouth rips a growl from my throat. Each reaction delivered from her body makes my caresses more intense and desperate. Every fumbling touch of her fingers makes me less reason and much more emotion than I ever was.
I rub the hard nub over the lace in accelerated movements and with each scream that leaves Gabriella's mouth, all I can do is wish for the next one: a louder one, more delicious, more mine.
When an orgasm sweeps her entire body into uncontrollable spasms, I discover a new addiction, watching Gabriella cum.
Panting, I pull back my face, abandon her open lips and give myself a few seconds to admire the reason for my complete madness. She is more, much more than I had allowed myself to imagine in an attempt to prevent us from reaching this moment.
The straps of the dress slipped off her shoulders at some point, revealing that she was not wearing a bra and more of her reddened cleavage as well as a piece of a hard, pink nipple. Her small breasts rise and fall at a fast pace. I can't resist, I pull the dress down further, revealing them completely to my eyes.
I brush my thumb over her left nipple before lowering my mouth over it and sucking slowly. Gabriella whimpers, sensitive, and I love it.
My pulse is in a mad frenzy, and my spine is a web of chills, pounding through me like a heart about to explode. I feel everything about her, I feel numb with the smells she exudes, and I want more. I raise my free hand to her slender neck and place it there. I run my thumb along her wobbly throat. My other hand leaves her luscious pussy and slowly slides down Gabriella's side. Her eyes open and look at me completely surrendered.
She brings her face closer to mine, kisses my chin softly before biting me and running her teeth down my neck, scratching it. Her mouth comes back to mine, licking my throat, and it's pathetic how that's enough to make me almost cum in my pants.
Gabriella continues to place wet kisses on my skin, she stands on tiptoe to reach my earlobe, bites it and then licks behind it. The tip of her nose teases my neck, distributing goosebumps throughout my body while her hands map my muscles with firm touches.
Her exploration mesmerizes me. For minutes, I do nothing but allow myself to feel her touch, until it leaves me. Gabriella takes her hands off my body to reach for the dropped straps of her dress and pull them off her arms, then pushes the fabric down, revealing her flat abdomen, freckles just below her breasts and a small stain right over the stomach.
Without taking her eyes off mine, she hooks her fingers into the sides of her panties as the white fabric falls to the floor and the sweet look on her face when she does so... Holy shit! With lips parted and cheeks flushed, Gabriella pulls down herlace panties, handing me her nakedness like a fucking gift that doesn't take me half a second to accept.
I take her mouth in an unjustifiably hungry kiss. I devour her, running my hands over her skin, grabbing her hard enough to leave marks on every inch and feeling as much pleasure from that idea as I do from the touches and the moans I get in response.
I turn Gabriella's body against the wall, and she screams as the icy surface collides with her warm skin. I gather her hair in my hands, curling it and then pulling it, controlling the movements of her head, and exposing her neck.
In a reflex, her body arches, sticking her round ass towards me and rubbing her nipples against the wall with more intensity. I push my aching erection into her ass, which opens repetitively, welcoming the damp front of my sweatpants between her cheeks.
Gabriella rises up on her toes, wanting the contact to reach her pussy, eager for an orgasm as if she hadn't cum seconds ago. I slap her hard on the left side of her ass, and she screams before whimpering and rubbing herself against my palm and pelvis.
I kiss her shoulder, I lick the entire expanse of bare skin up to her neck, I suck, I bite the curve between it and her shoulder, I inhale roughly, completely controlled by the need to possess her. I let go of her hair and slide both hands down the sides of her body, starting at breast level and only stopping when I reach her hips.
