Strawberry Kisses Phavy Prieto (bookstand for reading TXT) 📖

"Are you crazy?" I shouted as I came out of the water with my eyes irritated by the melted makeup. "Now I'm going to look like a raccoon," I complained running my fingers over my dark circles.

"You will be an irresistible raccoon," he replied, moving closer to me. I felt his fingers on my waist. My feet touched the bottom of the pool. It was not deep. The water got to my shoulders and to Damian’s chest.

"Now I'll show you," I warned him before swooping down on him. I tried to put his head under water, but no matter how hard I tried it was technically impossible because of his height.

At a certain point that playful fight turned into pure desire for each other. His lips leaned on my neck to bite it gently, while his hands ran down from my waist to my butt and draw me even closer to him.

The essence of his perfume was so intoxicating that I could have come a hundred times just by breathing it. My God, that scent was so masculine that I kept sniffing his neck. I ran my fingers on his wet hair massaging it gently until his mouth slowly went down to suck one of my nipples perfectly erect despite the temperature of the water.

"Fuck!" I moaned with pleasure as I felt his teeth gently caressing the areola making me twist in such a way that I would have surely ended up with a herniated disc if he continued.

I caressed his arms. Then my hands slipped under water to caress his belly and touch his crotch. The sensation underwater was quite different, but it was undoubtedly erect.

Now I will be the one who can't resist any longer.

I bit my lip to overcome the temptation. As I started rubbing on his crotch, Damian pulled me out of the water and placed me on the edge of the pool. I felt cold immediately.

"What the hell!" I screamed in my mind before seeing how that Greek statue buried his face between my legs. Then I screamed for real. Yes, I screamed in ecstasy as he brushed my pussy with his beard.

"Oh, my God!" I moaned, lying down on my back and grabbing his hair with one hand so that his mouth continued to do that. His tongue massaged my clitoris like no one had ever done before. Did he get a master’s degree in some clandestine university? Whatever the answer was, I just didn't want him to stop, ever.

When he began to suck my clitoris eagerly and, at the same time, plunged one of his fingers inside me, I simply exploded with pleasure that I had never felt before. Damian had showed me the stars.

Will each intimate encounter with that man be better than the previous one? Something told me yes.

Maria, you run the risk of becoming addicted.

I opened my eyes and saw Damian standing out of the water while he was putting on a condom. That sight made me feel a wild urge to have him inside me.

He immersed me in hot water again and I felt how it made its way inside me. The sensation of hot and cold was so intense that I moaned out loud.

"You literally drive me crazy," Damian panted close to my ear as he bit me trying to control himself not to hurt me.

His fingers dug into my thighs with every movement while water caressed our bodies. Damian was making my first sex experience in the water unforgettable. His dark eyes looked at me with such an intensity that I simply surrendered to that panther that had now captured its prey. My God! That man was the most fucking handsome creature I had ever met in my life. But now he was simply sublime. I couldn't help but cut the distance and devour those lips again, to show him that mixture of pure agony and need I had for him and his body. He seemed to understand my wishes immediately because his response was equally impetuous. His tongue entered my mouth to join mine in a rhythmic dance. He plunged his penis deeper and deeper, filling me, arousing me, making me completely his.

The moment I touched heaven again – or hell, since I had sinned with pleasure and no repentance – I knew that I could not live without sex anymore, not even by gorging myself on Kinder Bueno. That need wouldn't go away even with all the sugar, chocolate and hazelnut cream that existed in the world. No, I officially declared myself addicted to sex with Adonis.

"Did I fulfill your expectations?" I heard when I was trying to recover myself without success.

Did he fulfill them? I thought not even the best porn actor in history would surpass him.

"It wasn't bad." My shrill voice betrayed me. Shit! I was unable to lie.

"It wasn't bad?" he asked laughing. "I'm starting to think you're very demanding, Miss Acosta."

"I'm an accountant, extreme perfection is my thing," I said in a joking tone.

"Next time I guess I'll have to outdo myself."

"Wait, wait! Next time?" My brain was analyzing the implications of that sentence and all the possible variants of the answer. Final result: guaranteed sex for the next date.

"I hope so, Mr. Devoir," I said smiling.

Who was I to turn down such a Greek statue who was better than a honey pancake for breakfast?

Luckily, the next day the newlyweds left early for their honeymoon and I did not have to bear the presence of the busty woman and Damian's friend once again, even if after that intense night, not even all the poison in the world could have eclipsed that feeling of being on a cloud.

We returned home too soon, perhaps because I didn't want that weekend to end or because of the fear of