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My hips move in rhythm with his actions, as we reach perfect harmony. The dual sensation of the vibrator and his tongue are quickly pushing me to the edge. My orgasm is barreling headfirst toward me.
I feel one of his fingers move around my back entrance. I’ve never done anything there before, but I’m willing to try with him. Frankly, I’d let him do anything he wants to my body.
Without stopping the movements of his tongue or vibrator, his finger breaches my back entrance. The feeling is so unexpected. I’m on stimulation overload with three things now going on at once. My entire world disappears as I experience a pleasure I’ve never known. I’m floating in the clouds right now.
The tingling is all over my body, spreading down my arms and legs. I can legitimately feel it in my toes. I hear Dominic growling something, but I can’t make out the words. I’m too absorbed in what’s happening to my body.
I begin shaking. With absolutely no control over my movements or screams, I yell out into an explosive orgasm. The most explosive I’ve ever had.
How have I lived over thirty-five years without this kind of bliss? Without this man?
Before I have the chance to regain my senses, Dominic’s mouth takes mine and his cock slams into me. I scream into his mouth, but he swallows it down.
My vision hasn’t returned, but his tongue is engulfing my mouth, covering it with my taste. His cock is deep inside me, deeper than I’ve ever felt anything or anyone.
I wrap my legs around him as he pistons into me. He’s shouting Spanish expletives in between biting me all over, but I haven’t regained consciousness enough to register anything else.
This man was made for fucking. When he gets like this, he’s not gentile and he’s not tender. He’s an animal. It’s raw, passionate fucking, and I love every minute of it.
Every time with him I don’t think I can be fucked any harder, but then he shows me I can. It makes me forget about everything else going on around me. It’s just me and him and the special music we make together.
I’m holding on for dear life as he takes what he needs from me. I peel my eyes open. He’s covered in sweat and his slack jaw tells me he’s right here with me. But when his smoldering eyes meet mine, another orgasm slams into me out of nowhere. I’m not sure the last one ended before this one hit, but those eyes bore into my soul and my body belongs to him.
I bite his shoulder as my entire body convulses.
He yells out, “Joder, princesa.”Oh fuck, princess.As he pushes deep and comes hard inside me.
His movements begin to slow. We’re both sweaty, breathing heavily, looking at where our bodies meet, as if finding it hard to believe that we’ve achieved another level of pleasure. Another level of intimacy.
The smell of sex is in the air. It’s intoxicating.
My body is still jerking. His forehead meets mine. I smile into his lips. “I thought you like to watch.”
He blinks a few times as he regains his breath. “I normally do. I just…I just needed you so badly. I couldn’t control myself. Tu me consumes, princesa.”You consume me, princess.
He kisses me. Hard. Long. Deep. This man is everything as he pours his heart into me through this kiss. I’m in love with him. I know I am. I’ll never want another man for the rest of my life.
Still wrapped around him, our bodies practically stuck together, he picks me up and walks up the steps of the hot tub. He slowly enters, still holding on to me. We acclimate to the hot water, and he eventually sits, never letting go of me.
We sit in comfortable silence for a few minutes. Our bodies have just been through something rigorous, and we’re both enjoying the soothing warm water and the tender closeness to each other.
I rub his beard with my thumb. “Tell me something about you that I don’t know.”
He smiles. “I was a mama’s boy growing up.”
I giggle. “It’s hard for me to imagine you as a boy.” I rub his sexy chest. “You’re all man now.”
“I was. In some ways, I’m a lot like her. She went against her parents’ wishes when she fell for my father. They wanted her to marry a pure Cuban man and take over the family business.”
“Sugar cane, right?”
“Yes, plus they’ve invested in many other successful Cuban businesses through the years. My grandparents had four girls, and she was the oldest. It was assumed she’d marry a Cuban man and the business would pass to them. But when she was in college, she met my father and they fell madly in love. Her family wasn’t happy when she fell for a half Italian man. It took years for her to return to her family’s good graces. They were equally upset when I refused to partake in the family business.”
“Was your mother upset too or just your grandparents?”
“She understood. She lived in America and always knew I was never going to live in Cuba. It’s why I honored her dying wish.”
“Which was?”
