I nod. "I'll take whatever you've got to give me, baby."
He visibly shudders as he sinks into me, moaning "I love you... I fucking love you with everything I am."
More slow thrusts... it's so sensual. I want more of him, I need him deeper.
As if he reads my mind, Emilio lifts my leg, like he did yesterday in the meadow, and places my calf on his shoulder. He pushes deeper, eliciting from me a long and guttural moan.
"Jesus, Emilio... this is incredible." My voice is low and husky, and I feel his cock jump inside me.
"Let's try this, baby." He lifts my other leg and does the same on his other shoulder, then he pulls out and pushes in again... and holy fuck, he's even deeper. He grinds and swivels his hips, then pulls out, pushes in, grinds and swivels again. He repeats the pattern until I'm begging him for release.
"Emilio... I need to come, please... it's so much sensation." I can feel tears of frustration and pleasure leaking out the corners of my eyes.
"Okay, sweetheart." He lowers my legs and then settles between them, slipping his arms under my upper back. "Reach above your head and hold on tight to the rails."
I grasp the rails and he grasps my shoulders, then he bends his head forward to kiss me. At the moment our lips touch, Emilio drives into me hard and I shriek into his mouth.
It takes maybe five thrusts and my whole body lets go in an orgasm that feels like complete submergence in a pool of pure physical pleasure. Emilio follows immediately, grunting and snarling through clenched teeth.
Panting, he gently pulls out and falls beside me.
Coo... coo, hoo... coo...
My post-coital bliss makes me giggly and I snicker at the doves, anticipating Emilio's reaction.
Coo, hoo... coo... coo...
"For the love of all that's holy..."
He buries his head under his pillow.
