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He pinched my nipples and I bowed my back, crying out a resoundingyes.
His hands roved over my stomach, down lower to where our bodies met.
“Watch, nena,” he ordered. “Watch how beautifully we go together.”
My eyes fluttered open, looking down at the space where our bodies were connected. Watching it gave me a whole new rush of arousal. The way my pussy lips split open, the way his thick cock pushed in and out at the base.
The slip and slide of our slow-joining became a soundtrack in the air as we found our rhythm together. His thumb flicked against my clit, massaging it in gentle circles.
“You see how good we are, baby? You see how well you take my cock? I was made for you just like you were made for me.”
My hips stuttered as my pleasure surmounted to bigger heights.
“You feel that, don’t you? You fucking feel it.”
I nodded, squeezing my eyes closed as I nodded furiously. “I do, I do, Miguel.” My movements faltered and pretty soon, it was him taking control.
I wasn’t sure why I thought I could ever dominate this man when he always flipped a switch in me. I tried hard as I could to take control only for him to take the reins from my trembling fingers. It did something to me.
“You know how crazy you make me, nena?” His thumb pressed down against my clit and his hips surged upwards in a fierce thrust that had me gasping. “You know I’d fucking kill for you. You’re the only one I feel this for.” His hips began pounding in earnest then, keeping his thumb pressed tightly against my little nub. “You’re the only one who has ever made me this fucking crazy. Did you know that?”
I gasped as he pounded into me, my body jiggling in every which way. I didn’t care. The sweat marring my brow slid down against my lashes. I blinked it away, watching him as he watched me, watched where we were joined.
His movements slowed and I almost whined at the lack of friction between us. “I asked you a question, Viejita.”
“I–I didn’t know that.”
His gaze darkened and his hips canted up again, the delicious slide of his cock pulsing within my channel. “Don’t.” Thrust. “Fucking.” Thrust. “Lie.” Thrust. “To.” Thrust. “Me.”
As the last word left his lips, he circled my clit in a way that had ecstasy crashing through me immediately. My head thrown back, I screamed his name until my throat was hoarse. It was a wave that spiraled out of control, like a tsunami pulling me under. It seized my whole body into something I couldn’t control and didn’t even want to. All I could do was ride the pleasure until it ebbed.
And when it finally did, I collapsed against Miguel’s chest, and he was still thrusting inside of me, his hands a painful grip on my hips.
“I’m not fucking done with you yet.”
“I–I can’t move–”
He chuckled. “That’s fine, nena. I’ll do the work for the both of us.”
Suddenly I was being flipped face down onto the mattress with Miguel behind me. He lifted my ass into the air and thrust into me from behind. The smooth glide of his cock from this angle had my body jerking, my moans muffled into the pillows.
“Fuck!”
“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, Lorena.” His voice grew a tone more serious. “You know, you know what I’d do for you, what I’ve done for you.” Every word was punctuated by the slapping of his hips against mine. I was just along for the ride, enjoying the pounding, climbing back up to my own high as he used me in the most delicious of ways.
“Miguel–”
“Yes, yes, yes, say my name, nena. Let everyone know who you belong to. Yes, yes, yes!” He thrust harder and harder until he slammed deep inside me, shuddering. I felt a spurt of warmth, and somehow that set off another orgasm in me without him even touching my clit.
We shuddered together, bodies trembling, and he collapsed against my backside. We had to take a moment to catch our breath, a moment that felt like hours. When he finally pulled his softening cock from me, a gush of warmth slid down between my thighs.
“Fuck,” Miguel muttered as he lay on his back, breathing heavily. “Fuck, nena, that was–”
I could only agree. “Yeah.”
We were quiet a breath longer.
“I love you,” Miguel whispered.
