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Chapter Nine
Emilio
I’m watching tapes of her concerts in the watch room as she’s in the kitchen making something to eat. I’m anxious to see what I can see when all of a sudden there is a crash in the kitchen.
I see lightning and the glass shattering along the outside of the kitchen.
Pushing out of my seat, I run towards the kitchen to see Larysa hunched over with her hands on her ears. Larysa is shaking from the explosion but it’s the look of utter horror that keeps me from examining what is going on.
I’m rushing over to her and drop to my knees to pull her into me. She is trembling from being afraid.
She is wrapping her arms around me to hold me tighter to her. I love the feeling of her being wrapped in my arms.
“Why is this happening to me? What did I do? I don’t understand?”
“Baby, you didn’t do anything. Sometimes this shit happens,” I reply.
I’m rubbing my hands down her back with a little detour to around her round hips. She smells like lavender and vanilla all at once. Her lips lightly brush against mine and I lose it.
I’m grabbing her by the waist pulling her on top of me in the middle of the kitchen. Her little shorts provide her no protection from the raspiness of my jeans.
“You sure about this?” I ask one time. “I’m not going to be able to stop,” I admit.
She nods. “Please make me feel.”
I push up against her warm pussy for her to feel the outline of my dick. She mewls in the back of her throat. I roll over so she’s under me and I’m on top. She looks amazing with her hair all scattered along with the tile of the floor.
My lips trail from hers, to her throat, collarbone and then to the mounds of her tits. I’m sucking on her delicious nipples through her thin tank top making them pebble under my tongue. She thrusting her body against mine trying to get as much friction as she can to get off.
“Shit! Please!” Larysa begs.
My hands travel up and down her body until I’m reaching the center where she is aching for me the most. She lets out a large cry as I finger her through her little shorts.
She’s hot and tight and ready to explode under me.
My lips trail down her once more until I’m reaching the waistband of her shorts. I yank them down off her until I see her beautiful pussy begging for me.
I know I’m about to come in my pants like a little asshole who’s never had pussy before. She’s fucking gorgeous.
“Get on your hands and knees,” I demand.
She’s quick to do as I ask. I dive in behind with my tongue spearing her from behind. She writhes under my touch, clearly enjoying it. My tongue tickles her clit, pistons inside of her sweet hole over and over until she’s screaming loudly.
“I’m going to come! I’m going to come!”
I pick up my pace to drive her even crazier. When I feel her begin to squirm more, I stop what I’m doing and insert two fingers inside of her and one in her forbidden back entrance. She yelps with the intrusion then fucks my fingers.
This woman was made for sex.
“You going to come?” I taunt.
“Yes! Please! Let me come.”
I fuck her harder with my fingers and when she’s moaning louder than before, I stop what I’m doing.
I shove my pants down and ram inside of her. I’m fucking her harder with my dick as my balls slap against her clit.
“I need… I need it!” Larysa begs.
