Runaway Bride

His hands caress my body, and his lips run down my neck to transport my being to a place where only he and I exist. I wanted this as much as I tried to breathe. I want Darío. I want him inside me as he whispers my name and loves me as he did in the lake.

“You’re beautiful.” He kisses one of my breasts; his mouth is like heaven.

His words are shocking to me, as he can’t see me.

He sucks and tastes me. He lightly bites my nipple, and my body vibrates, seduced by the wetness of his lips.

“You don’t see me.” I smile shyly.

I am with Darío at last, no reservations, no lies in between. We trust each other.

“Just because I can’t see you now doesn’t mean I don’t know what you look like, that I don’t feel your body and skin next to mine. You are perfect for me. If you let me love you... if my blindness doesn’t...”

“I’ll be here, I told you a while ago. If you want me in your life, I have no intention of leaving you.”

“I want you in my life, Tatiana,” he whispers. One of his hands runs down my belly to leave my bristling skin in its wake, eager for him to caress me where my pleasure hides.

“You’re going to drive me insane.” I kiss his neck.

His back has sparse, fine hairs, as fine as bits of sewing thread. His chest has them, too, perhaps in less quantity.

He throws himself at my lips. I don’t know how it’s possible that just having his body next to me makes me feel him everywhere. I like it. I love it!

“Never insane. I’ll make you see stars.” His fingers begin to caress my sex.

My erect, thick clit is raised, hungry and happy from the attention Darío’s knowing fingers are giving it.

“It’s magic,” I murmur. I almost don’t recognize my own voice.

“You don’t know anything yet, precious. The magic is about to come.”

His voice is like an aphrodisiac. It wraps around me and seduces me.

I throw my arms around him and pull him tight against me. I part my lips even further apart and gently draw his mouth, as well as his tongue in deeper, and the pleasure is even more intense. He moves as I would love for him to move inside me. As he kisses me, his fingers intensify the caress on my pussy. I melt under the touch of his hands.

a transport to paradise, straight to

on the silk of the sheet. The bed feels comfortable and so soft, as do Darío’s hands, though I can feel the strength hidden in those arms. Nothing covers us. We are just skin against skin. We tear off our clothes in a hurry. Because of the

feel myself getting

I know for sure is that I want Darío. He is the one

thing I can conceive of at this moment is

between his hands until I manage to get out from under his body.

of you. I want to taste you.” My sex cries out

explore what we couldn’t explore because we didn’t have time. This is the chance for both of us to enjoy our

“Tatiana,” he growls.

to have them. I want to enjoy Darío. However, I also long to give him the same pleasure that he has given me without qualms or

you, my beautiful dragonfly,” he asks tenderly, but I don’t give in. A fierce beast has awakened, and I have but one

is about the two of us. It is our

you’re not

huge, erect, blunt-tipped penis that’s a little pink, as well as delicious.

don’t know myself!

has awakened

and only eating that rich phallus could soothe my ravenous state. I don’t consider for a second asking him for condoms. I don’t want them, not now. I just want

“Ta... Tatia... na...”

on his penis moistened by pre-seminal fluid. I push it all the way in and pull it out again. I watch him from below; his eyes are closed, and his hands clench the sheet on either side

get my rhythm. I go up and down, lick and

an act like this before, but one thing is clear

How his veins show through his arms, thick and throbbing. How his penis rises and

him for the umpteenth time and suck hard. “You’re delicious.”

hands; I move up and down his foreskin to stroke

real?” I ask in between a grunt and

mouth seeks oxygen. That gets me passionate and turned on. I put it that way.

wet cock. I’m slippery, wet

Can you feel me?” Slowly, I begin to move. He brings his hands up to my hips and holds them tightly. “I like that,” I confess,

from the force with which he holds me.

the rapid movement as I speed up my thrusts a little more. I ride him, possessed and amazed by the pleasure