Felipe turned her around and pushed her against the bed. He bent his knees and guided his penis between her legs, up into that tight, supple cave. It closed around him and he put his head back and gave into the pleasure a second time. Her back arched and he ran his hand down her spine all the way to where her butt cheeks parted. He kept going, and laid his thumb against her anus and stroked it. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes full of disbelief as the ecstasy rose up in her again.
Felipe too couldn’t believe it. He’d known several women, and none of them had ever moved him this way. His head fell to one side as his shaft drove deeper and deeper inside of her. His entire body was awash in the most intoxicating sensations. Over and over he groaned and panted as his hips rocked into her. She pressed back against him, driving him deeper. Her lips curled back like an animal as she looked at him over her shoulder, her eyes barely open.
And then she put down her head on the bed and bucked wildly against him, screaming into the sheets. She rose up on her toes and bent her knees and pounded against him. He held her hips and stared down at her vagina as it contracted around his shaft. Juice poured out around her. He thrust again and again and again and then yelled at the ceiling as his semen erupted violently out of him. His body continued pumping, pumping, pumping. He jerked out of her, grasping his shrinking cock that somehow felt as though it was still coming. He stood where he was, unable to move. The woman before him turned slowly, her face softly radiant and thoroughly sated.
She went to the decanter for a drink of water. Tentatively, not sure of his legs, Felipe joined her, sharing her glass. They moved together to stand before the window, letting the soft breeze cool their heated bodies.
From the edge of the forest, a fiddle played a haunted tune. Felicity listened to it for a moment, then turned and smiled mischievously at Felipe. He stared gapingly at her, understanding.
“Shut that damned window!” he exclaimed in perfect English even while he did it himself.
Felicity giggled delightedly as he chased her back to the bed. She fell with him onto the cool sheets and held him to her. As she felt the warmth of his hands on her skin, she sent a secret thought out into the night.
Thank you, gypsy. Thank you for the dance.
She had no way of knowing that Felipe was thinking the very same thing.
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