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Pleasure exploded under my skin, and we plunged into a duel of tongues, sucking and biting each other violently while I opened my fly and pulled down my boxers. Rita slipped her hand under my shirt and uncovered my shoulders, sinking her nails in my flesh. Fuck, it was good. This was really, really, good.
With a strong fist, I grabbed the base of my dick, guiding myself to find Rita's entrance. I didn’t ask if she was ready because as soon as my tip touched her, I felt her juices dripping on me.
"Fuck!" I growled and sank all the way to my balls in one thrust. "I'm about to brutalize this pretty pussy."
"Ay, papi, so good and deep. I'm so happy I chose to have no underwear on." I thought we should make a rule out of this. I never wanted to see panties on her ever again.
"Love, hold on." I was not kidding about fucking her brains out. I started moving faster and faster, hitting her center with no mercy, and the only thing audible was our bodies clashing.
I wanted to brand myself on her.
"Harder, papito," she begged in sweet agony, and I was more than happy to oblige. My only goal was to meet all her needs.
I put a hand on her hip to pin her to the wall and one around her neck, gripping hard. She would feel me for days.
The sensation was toxic, filling my lungs and gripping my throat, and I was lost in her. When her sex twitched and squeezed me, I lost it. Out of nowhere, the climax exploded in me, and I shot my jeez in her...but I didn’t stop. I was not ready to stop. I went on and on, taking her on the ride with me.
I looked down, only to see our bodies meeting, both of us glazed in my cum. The visual was fucking incredible.
"Fuck!" we both chanted at the same time.
"James, I..." she tried to articulate something, but it was in vain. Her eyes were wide and filled with sparkles. "I..."
"You're coming, I know. Let it go, love." She started shaking and bucking, letting herself get swallowed by a massive orgasm, and once again, she threw me over the edge. We came together and slid down the floor.
I was too out of breath to care, so I just lay down on the floor, drenched in sweat with Rita on my chest. Our breaths were feverish, close to a whistle, and it took several minutes to regroup.
"Fuck me, papi!"
I laughed and stroked her head.
"Again?" I asked, amused.
"Oh, I don't think I can. You bruised my coño."
"Even with my limited knowledge of Spanish, I know that means pussy. Are you hurting?"
"In the best possible way, but I don't think I can get up."
"Good, I don't want to get up."
"You want to sleep on the floor here, in the hall?"
I would if my back would not scream for a mattress. Damn, how I'd love a massage...
...The thought made me freeze. Avery used to massage my back after every surgery; it was our one and only couple’s ritual, and I was always grateful for it.
Rita felt the change in my attitude, going from blithe to annoyed, and her warm hand stroked my cheek.
"Hey, papi, que pasa?" Her tone was softer than I'd ever heard it, full with care.
"Nothing, sorry. I just drifted away for a second."
"Ok, but can we go back to my problem now? Do I know how to drive a car?"
Really, this again? At least now my mind was clear again because she melted away every drop of bitterness that I brought home from the hospital.
"No, baby, you can't, but you can start learning if you want." Truth was I had no fucking idea if she knew how to drive a car. There was no driver’s license in her wallet, and even if there was, I would not risk it. If she couldn’t remember how to drive, there was no way I was letting her behind the wheel.
