Anything He wants

SADIE

Holy fuck!

All I can do is lay on Miguel’s bed, too exhausted and spent

to move an inch. I lost track of how many times he’s made me cum. My eyes start to close, too heavy to keep open. I feel his strong hands pulling me closer to him as he wraps his body around me. Sighing, I relax into him, loving how small and protected he makes me feel.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Sleep, my sweet girl, and dream of me.”

He kisses the back of my neck, making me moan and arch my ass against him even though I’m already half asleep. His deep laugh sends shivers of pleasure up my spine.

“I’m going to enjoy wearing you out tomorrow, Sadie.”

All I can do is give a soft moan of pleasure before sleep overtakes me.

I awake to the feel of Miguel’s arms around me and his hard cock digging into my ass. Smiling, I reach my hand between us and stroke him gently. His arm tightens around me as he slides his other hand down my side and across my stomach before cupping my pussy.

“You’re already so wet for me,” he murmurs in my ear, and just the sound of his voice makes my body hum with pleasure.

I tug his boxer briefs, trying to get them off him.

“Just what did you have in mind?” he asks, and I can hear the smile in his voice.

“I want you to fuck me,” I say. “It’s tomorrow, and I haven’t changed my mind.”

He laughs and slides a finger inside me. With a groan, I open my legs, giving him better access to me. I keep my hand on his cock, but the angle is awkward, and it’s hard to focus when he starts rubbing my clit. I’m still amazed at how my body responds to him. The slightest touch from him sets my body on fire. He kisses the crook of my neck, giving me a soft bite when I start to cum. Pleasure rips through me with a force that takes my breath away. Reaching my arms up, I grab onto the back of his head and arch my hips, grinding against his hand and cock, sandwiched between the two.

As soon as I start to come down, I wiggle out of his grasp and turn over. I tear at his boxer briefs like a wild woman, sighing when his thick cock springs free. I don’t waste any time. Wrapping my lips around him, I slide my mouth down the length of him.

My jaw still feels sore from yesterday, but I manage to take all of him in, only having to stop once from gagging. His deep groan makes me feel prouder than anything else I’ve accomplished in life so far. He runs his fingers through my hair, grabbing fistfuls of it as I start to suck him harder.

He says something in Spanish that sounds sexy as hell and then lets out another deep groan when I run my tongue over the head of his dick before sucking my way back down again. When I feel his cock expand even more, I know he’s about to cum, and I let out a small whimper.

He yells a single word in Spanish that I’m assuming is Fuck! as his cock jerks in my mouth, shooting his cum down my throat. I swallow everything he gives me, slurping and sucking him until he’s empty. I lick him clean, sucking and kissing my way up his shaft before giving his head one last suck.

Cuddling into him, I rest my head on his chest and sigh when he immediately wraps his arms around me.

“God, you’re amazing,” he says, and I love how thick his accent is as he comes down from his orgasm.

I kiss his chest and tilt my head so I can see him. Running my fingers over his stubbled cheeks, I notice how much thicker it is since yesterday. He looks at me and gives me a smile that has my nipples turning even harder.

He notices, of course, and gives one a pinch.

“We’ve slept most of the day,” he says, lazily stroking my tit. “That’s your fault for keeping me up so late.” I run my thumb over the dimple on his cheek.

“It was worth it, wasn’t it?” he asks with a wink.

“God, yes,” I say, making him laugh.

“Let’s go get a quick bite to eat, and then I want to show you the beach.”

I take a quick shower and put a bikini on, throwing a sundress on over it. We grab a couple of empanadas from a street vendor and then walk to the beach.

“God, this is good,” I say in between bites. “I had no idea Spain had such good food.”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying Spain.”

I look around at all the natural beauty of the place, including the man with his arm around me, and say, “I love it here.”

“I’m so glad to hear you say that.” He pulls me closer, kissing the top of my head.

When we get to the beach, I begin to feel a little self-conscious. I’m suddenly surrounded by gorgeous women. Miguel seems oblivious to them, making me feel a bit better, but when we walk past a beautiful, young woman sunbathing topless, I feel my body stiffen.

He follows my gaze and then gives me a sweet smile. “Topless women are very common on Spanish beaches.”

“She’s very beautiful,” I say, trying not to sound so irritated by it.