22. Sense of Calm🔥

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|EMMA|

Over the next 48 hours, Carlos and I spend all our time having sex like frenzied beasts. I don't know what's come over me. Whenever Carlos attempts to talk about anything other than sex, I find myself shoving his face between my legs or dropping to my knees to pleasure him. Something is awry with me, yet I can't seem to bring myself to care. Despite how many times I climax or how he relentlessly pounds me until I'm left drained, I crave more and more of him. I want him to keep making love to me for eternity.

"Emma!" Carlos roars as he thrusts into me from behind, his hand coming down on my ass with a loud smack that reverberates through the room. The sting of his palm on my skin only fuels my arousal, and I moan in pleasure as he continues to pound me relentlessly, his breath hot and heavy on the back of my neck.

An hour ago, we went outside for a short day out, where we were supposed to have a small picnic. But the once sunny day turned gloomy as dark clouds took over the sky. Before we could gather the things and rush inside, I found myself reaching for Carlos' hand and pulling him close for a heated kiss.

Carlos pressed me up against the rough bark of a nearby tree, his hands roaming over my body as he pulled my skirt down to my ankles. In a matter of seconds, he positioned himself at my entrance, ready to take me right then and there.

His strong arms held me in place as he thrust deep inside of me, the rough bark of the tree scraping against my back. The rain started to fall, adding to the intensity of the moment as we both moaned in pleasure. My fingers gripped onto his shoulders, nails digging in as he pounded into me relentlessly.

I couldn't help but feel like I was drowning in pleasure, lost in the moment with Carlos. He's the only thing that matters, the only thing that can satisfy my cravings. As we reached our peak together, our moans and cries mixed with the sound of the rain and the rustling of leaves in the wind.

We collapsed against each other, panting heavily, as the rain continued to fall around us. I could feel his heart beating against my chest as we clung to each other, both of us lost in our own thoughts.

Finally, he pulled away, and we both straightened our clothes. The rain had soaked through our clothes, but I didn't care. I was way beyond caring for anything but myself.

As soon as we stepped back into the room, Carlos pounced on me like a predator. Perhaps sensing my desperate need for a distraction, or maybe he too was consumed by the same insatiable craving that had been building inside me all night. Without hesitation, he scooped me up and hurled me onto the bed. Before I had a chance to catch my breath, he had flipped me over onto my stomach and began taking me from behind with wild abandon.

Every movement of his body sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, and I moaned with delight as he pounded into me with increasing intensity. His hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh, and I felt like I was being devoured by him. I could hear his ragged breathing in my ear, his hot breath tickling the sensitive skin of my neck, and it only added to the overwhelming sensation of being completely lost in the moment.

After what felt like an eternity, Carlos's movements became more urgent, and I knew he was close. I could feel the tension building in his body, and his grip on my hips became almost painful. With one final, deep thrust, he came, and I felt his warmth spreading inside me, igniting a fire that seemed to burn through my entire being.

We collapsed onto the bed, both of us gasping for breath, and lay there for a few moments, our bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs. The only sounds in the room were our labored breathing and the soft rustling of the sheets as we shifted to get more comfortable.

Eventually, Carlos rolled over onto his side and pulled me close to him, wrapping his arm around me protectively. We lay like that for a while, basking in the afterglow of our passionate encounter, and I felt a sense of contentment wash over me.

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