How did you get a guy like that? You wondered as you admired him.

“Si, Hermosa?” He asks with a lazy curl of his lips. “Nada” You whisper. You tiptoe up to him, your toes strain and your fingers lock behind his neck trying to pull yourself up to his lips. He runs a hand through his deep golden curls with a smirk, then quick as a cat he wraps his massive hands around your waist and pulls you up to crash into his lips.

His hands begin to squeeze tighter as the kiss gets deeper. Soon enough his tongue is wrapping around yours passionately and his fingers are leaving red marks in your soft flesh. He pulls you up further to dip down to your neck. He leaves little wounds of love running down your neck. You feel his teeth leaving marks which overlap the old ones left.

“These are impossible to hide you know” You mumble in feint complaint bringing your hand to you where he kissed.

“Si, but they show that you’re mine” He answers in a heavy Spanish accent. He places a single kiss on your hand which vaguely brushed the bites. He begins his soft kissing again, each ones draws more desire from you than ever before.

Suddenly you feel a sharp pain on your hips as he digs his nails a little too deep.

“Llorente!” You scold, rubbing where he scratched.

He pulls back from your neck,
“Lo siento… let me kiss it better” He replies with a smirk.

He kneels down before you, ever so slowly, and hikes your top up gently. At first he kisses your navel, his tongue just briefly dipping into your belly button as he nibbles your skin gently. He moves round and strokes the red mark carefully.

His hand runs up your thigh. You feel a shiver of anticipation. He moves his mouth down the inside curve of your hip. You tip your hips into him as his large hand slips to the back of your thigh and up to your ass as he manoeuvres your hips subtly. He undoes your jeans quickly with one hand and pulls them down carefully.

You step out of them willingly as he looks up through his eyelashes. His kisses the long length of thigh revealed, travelling upwards at his slow, torturous pace. He draws a moan from your lips as his hand runs too softly over your panties.

“Fernando..” You moan locking a hand in his hand.

“Si, mi amor?” He asks. The feeling of his warm breath so high up your thigh sends a flutter of pleasure through your core. “Te necesito” You manage to gasp out in as he slides your panties down your leg.

“Yo sé” He responds.

He tilts your hips up and finally kisses you properly. You grab his hair tightly, probably hurting him a little, but it just seems to spur him on. He kisses your clit firmer now, running his tongue expertly in ways to make you shudder and call his name. A fingers slips deeply into you, you throw you head back with a growl.

You decide that this isn’t enough. You push him back firmly. His eyes immediately look up to yours, and with a smile he knows what you want now. As he stands up he catches your thighs and wraps them round his waist.

His bulge rubs against your naked opening through his shorts. He pushes your back against the wall and moves his mouth down. He pulls your top over shoulders and carelessly tosses it over his shoulder. He moves down to your bare breasts, tracing them with his tongue. He enamel of his teeth brush softly over your nipples causing a jolt to run down your naked spine.

“Llorente” You moan desperately, grinding your hips against him as he carries you to the bed.

He lays you back carefully and laughs as you try to pull him down on top. He’s far too strong, he simply pins your wrists over your head to take him time watching you. His eyes skim over your naked body with an appreciative smile. You had already taken his ridiculously tight shirt off so you simply admire his abs and biceps as he drops his shorts quickly.

“I’m waiting” You purr. Fernando pounces with a chuckle and lands inches above your body. His lips touch yours, but still he waits. Your writhe against his naked body hungrily. Your hands run down his back, and then slide round to his abs. Your fingers trace the hard lines of his abs then follow the deep cut muscles leading further down. His sweet breath rushes from his mouth as you wrap your hand round his shaft.

He groans as you begin a slow rhythm. You change pace constantly, wildly enjoying the way he almost growls when he’s so close yet you don’t let him come just yet. You feel heat pooling in anticipation, knowing his thick length would be inside you soon made you dizzy with lust.

“No juegues conmigo” He whispers playfully into your ear. His kisses are much stronger now, his lips suck desperately on your jaw. His hands slide down and part your thighs eagerly. The moment he enters you, your back arches up involuntarily.

All your other senses blur and all you feel is him. All that teasing has him pounding into you already, his deep groans echo against the crook of your neck. You lose control of your inhibitions as you moan his name and dig in your fingernails in as he hits all the perfect spots with each thrust.

His hips are crashing into yours powerfully. You’ll see the marks tomorrow, but you don’t care. In fact you can barely think as he plunges into you passionately. He feels so perfect inside you, his hands run over your sweating body only further heating you up. The pleasure is building, he can tell by the way your body reacts to his that you’re getting closer and closer.

You feel him explode inside you, and with that you also come. The feeling is immense, rushing through you while you almost scream. Your fingers tug at his blond hair and you pull him down to your mouth. The kiss is sloppy and uncontrolled as you ride out the orgasm clinging onto his shoulders. Your teeth pull on his lower lip, mindlessly biting down. You still feel the ripples of your orgasm echoing through your body still.

“Dios mio” You moan collapsing back. Fernando smiles into your neck, humming in agreement as his lips ghost over you collar bone.

His fingers trace the red marks on your hips already darkening. He kisses the mark carefully running his thumb over the redness.

“Marking your territory some more?” You mumble,

“I don’t need to, nena, you’re already mine”