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I reached across the seat and placed my hand high on his thigh.
“Take it, baby.” Paul called out. “You want it, fucking take it.”
I moved my hand to grip his cock, and he was already hard. I let out an excited yelp as we moved fearlessly and untamed through the winding landscape. Even with my hands on him, Paul didn’t miss a beat.He’s a marvel.My body tingled and throbbed.
Some time had passed before he turned off the coastal drive. The terrain had changed to overgrown gardens, churches, bell towers, and arabesque domes. Yet, even with the change, adrenaline still rushed through my veins, pushing my heartbeat to a dangerous pace. Finally, Paul abruptly pulled off the road and reached over to me, cupping my face and crushing his lips to mine. It was as if we were on the edge of death and made it out to the other side, alive together.
Few cars were around; the cypress line road sat along rolling hills. We climbed out, and I inhaled a gulf of wildflowers and fruits and turned soil. My skin instantly heated with the sun. And Paul. He climbed out with a blanket and a roguish grin on his handsome face. He took my hand, and we stepped over a low hanging fence that was mostly overrun by Bougainvillea vines. In front of us were rows of grape and olive vines on trellises.
I glanced behind me. We were parked in a bend, but cars were still moving past. A slow-moving one could easily see us, which didn’t stop me from helping him spread the blanket. He took my hips. “So sexy.” I lifted my hands to his face as he moved his hands over my breasts and under my dress, pushing down the lace thong that I eagerly shimmied down my legs and off.
“You make me crazy, Nadia.” He moaned and pulled me in his arms and kissed my neck. His hand reached firmly between my thighs and gripped me. My breath went ragged as I squirmed against his fingers as he massaged my clit.
“It’s yours,” I whispered.
“I know it’s mine,” he said darkly. “And I take my sweet pussy anywhere and any time I like.”
My body clenched at his dirty words, and he groaned. “Do you want to come, Nadia?” He pressed my back, and I went to my knees. I could hear the sound of his belt unbuckling, and I let out a loud moan, desperate to feel his dick. And Paul was just as impatient; he grabbed my hips and ran the swollen head of his shaft down the crack of my ass before bending me further and widening my stance.
“Fuck,” he cried out as he pushed his hardness inside, and I shuddered hard. The sensation was bliss. I welcomed more as he plunged in, giving me every inch. And just knowing I’d feel him all night made me hotter. I didn’t want him to stop.
“Take me, Paul.”
“So greedy, Nadia,” he moaned as he slowly thrust, a sweet slow grind that made my toes curl. I moan loudly as my hips rotate, losing myself in his pleasure. The sound of tires speeding down the road filled my ears, along with my passionate cries as Paul moved faster, arousing more pleasure points with every sensuous pump.
I lost myself in the feel of him.Paul loves to fuck me; he needs to fuck me.
He reached around the front of me and rubbed my clit as he moved inside me faster, fucking me at a feverish pace. My hands dug into the blanket and earth as I reached the edge of climax.
“Hold on, Nadia,” Paul commanded.
“I…I can’t,” I puffed. “Ohh, yes. Fuck.”
He moaned loud. “Fuck, you blow my fucking mind.”
“Ohh. Yes. Oh, Paul,” I cried out hoarsely, my body shaking as I came, clenching and spasming around him.
He shuddered hard against me, his cock twitching inside as he followed me in the climax.
We both moaned when he pulled out and gasped for air. Paul was slow to let me go.
When I came more fully back to myself, I gazed at Paul. And he didn’t hide the satisfied look on his face now. Instead, he opened his arms, I went into them, and he held me tight. But then both of our senses returned. Cars were still moving on the road a few feet from us. But a new sound stood out. It was a loud clicking noise and grew closer to where we were still on the blanket.Oh shit. Someone is here!
I quickly rose to my feet and pulled my dress down before picking up my thong and blanket. While Paul quickly closed the front of his trousers. His shirt was wrinkled, and we were both sweaty from our passion and the heat of the day. But covered. Paul didn’t rush out or apologize but stayed beside me as boots appeared next to the row of vines, and an older woman came fuller into view. She wore a sun hat, a blousy white shirt, and tan jodhpurs. She had a basket of figs and cut flowers.
“There you are, Paul,” she called out with laughter in her voice.
“Aurora,” he called back and winked at me with a grin.
“Paul, you’re aware that I have L’espresso, Il Sole 24, and La Stampa already on their way to cover your welcome dinner party.”
Paul gave her a wicked grin. “When you’re lost in passion, you’re willing to take risk.”
She smiled broadly. “Yes. That I understand.”
My mouth dropped open. “Why didn’t you tell me about the dinner party?”
“Paul loves surprises,” she answered for him. She walked over and removed a strand of grass from my hair and smiled. “So, you are his Nadia.Bellissima.”
