No more texts… part 10

“It smells so good inside here,” Carlos said, grabbed Sabrina’s waist from behind, and started to plant kisses on the side of her neck.  Sabrina’s skin tingled with delight and succumbed to Carlos’s tantalizing caresses. A soft moan escaped her lips as she enjoyed the moment. His hand moved like a snake searching for its prey down from the nape of her neck and around her side to find its target with a beating heart. His hand cupped her breast, and like the snake that caught is prey, it grabbed a mouth/handful. Sabrina became week to his touch. She turned around to face him and to disconnect the constant euphoria that defeated her body because of his touch.

He kissed her lips, and their tongues locked in a dance of tango, only to separate when they fall away. She followed his every move. Her instinct was like a timid rabbit, but still driven to find food. She desired sexual interaction and embraced Carlos’s advancement. Her body responded to his touch with intermittent spasms. Her skeletal structure felt week that her feet softened beneath her. She made small steps backward to her sofa, and fell wearily onto the soft love seat as the decorated cushions bounced to the floor, making room for two.

The plugged-in nightlight in the hallway emitted a faint glow in the dark living room. Then Carlos stood up and slowly started to remove his shirt. His body silhouetted mysterious shades of darkness. Sabrina looked on as he continued his teasing show of seduction. She ran her index finger along her suppled lips and reciprocated, biting the finger. He danced for her from the music that came from his head. She was captivated by his actions. This reality was new to her because Trevor had never showed her this side of his sexuality. He was always in a rush to get what he wanted with limited thoughts about her feelings, but she’d enjoy the encounter because that was all she knew. Except for what she saw in the movies, all was new to her physically.

Carlos began to undo his belt and then stopped. But instead, he stretched out his hand, she placed her hand in his palm, and he pulled her upright. Her legs felt a little stronger. With his gesture, she let her urge took control and ran her fingers on his bare chest, something she had wanted to do for a while. Then, she placed her hands around his neck and interlaced her fingers.  She looked into his colorless eyes, and his hand came up to her half-exposed chest and begun to undo her buttons. One at a time, he exposed more skin. She took shallow breaths when he unfastened the last button. She released her hands and allowed him to continue to undress her. Her heart thumped with excitement when he reached behind and unsnapped the hook of the lace bra that accentuated her size 36D.

They undressed each other, and in no time, they were both naked on the sofa. Carlos placed one foot on the floor for stability, entered Sabrina’s Garden of Eden, and they got lost in the transition to another world. She gave up a few times along the way, and he slowed down a little so she could regain her strength. One time, he let her sit in his lap. Another time, he pushed her from behind, and at the end, he carried her. They ruptured together in each other’s arms on the floor. It was a hell of a ride to the moon and back. Nowhere could she have expected to feel so happy and satisfied. Carlos went where no man had gone before and found the leprechaun’s pot of gold.

“Thank you,” she said. 

“Why are you thanking me?” he asked.

“That was the best sexperience I’ve ever had,” she laughed at her portmanteau. 

“Then, I have done my job,” he laughed heartily, nestled his nose into her hair, and whispered in her ear. “You were fantastic as well, señorita.

She blushed from the compliment. She cupped her body into his chest and wrapped his arm around her nakedness; she felt safe. He snored contented, but she felt uncomfortable. The coolness from the hardwood floor reminded her of where she was, and she woke him up.

“Are you going to stay here tonight?” she asked.

“What!? What time is it?” he mumbled.

“I don’t know,” she answered and sat up.

He got up too. “Where is the bathroom?”

“The door on the left and the light switch is on the left side of the wall.”

He walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

“Fuck!” he shrieked.

… to be continued. Ok, I said it!