Micheal

As soon as Carina steps inside, I bring my lips against hers. I can hardly control myself. I back her up against the door, trying like hell to hold on to my resistance. I needed to slow down. I wanted to take my time with her.

I take her hands in one of mine and lift them. I place it over her head, against the door and pull away as she gasps. We stare at each other in the dark lustfully. Both our breathing ragged. Through the darkness, I can still make out her astonishing body. My free hand begins traveling down it. I have to control myself as my hand slowly slides down. When I reach her hip, I bring it to her ass.

I groan and shut my eyes. I step closer, causing our bodies to press together. I could feel the heat of her, and I was sure she could feel mine. "I.... I-"

She stands on her tippy-toes, trying to get out of my hold. "Say it, Micheal.''

I lean down and kiss her neck. "I want to ravage your body, Carina. Make you forget your own name. Make you cum so many times, you can hardly breathe." I exhale a shaky breath. "But I need to be slow with you. You don't know how long I've wanted this. How many nights I spent dreaming of this."

Carina whimpers, causing my pulse to quicken. She laces a finger through one of my belt holes and stands up higher. She brings her mouth to my ear. "Fuck me." she whispers.

Every ounce of resistance leaves my body.

I drop her hands and hoist her up with one hand, crashing my lips against hers once again. I make my way to the bedroom, pushing aside any object in the way. Carina's hands run through my hair and she begins rubbing against me as I near the room. She moves as if she has been restricted of my touch. Like she is starved of it. Craves it. Needs it. And fuck. does that turn me on.

When I finally set her down on the mattress, she stares at me with so much lust, I nearly lose my mind. I remove my suit jacket, revealing the white button-down I wore underneath. "Open your legs for me, baby."

She complies quickly. Her dress rises a bit. I climb on the bed and lean over her. I am between her legs now, my chest pressing against her breasts as she pants heavily. My lips meet hers again because, fuck, I can't get enough of her. I explore her mouth. Claim it.

She wraps her legs around my waist. This causes my hard-on to press directly against her. I moan in her mouth and she repeats my actions when I bring my hands to her ass. We're both breathing roughly. Our movements are ones of eagerness. Every time she touchesme, it lights something within me.

I pull away and begin kissing down her neck. I don't stop as my hands reach the hem of her dress. I pull it up slowly, letting my fingers graze her bare thighs. When It is finally over her head and tossed to the floor, another groan escapes my lips. It was dark in the room, only a small light from the moon reflecting off of the window. I couldn't see every inch of her skin like I wanted to, but what I could see was nothing less than perfection. The light made her skin appear golden. It was as if a goddess laid before me.

A bra didn't cover her full breasts, saving me the time of removing it. She whimpers as my mouth connects to one of them. I hum in pleasure, sending a shiver down my spine. Her back arches as I begin sucking. My tongue twirls over her hardened nipple as well. I remove one of my hands from her ass and travel it down her body. As soon as it reaches her pussy, she moans loudly.

"Micheal," she breathes out.

I push her panties to the side and caress her clit with my thumb softly. "Hmm?''

"Micheal, please." she says, which comes out as a moan.

I push my mouth further down her boob, taking all of it. I lick her nipple several times, enjoying the sound of her whimpers. After a second, I pull away and smile. "Please what? What do you want, Carina?''

"Fuck me, Micheal." She whispers. "Fuck me like your life depends on it.''

My smile grows wider. I kiss her lips before getting off of the bed and standing in front of it. She lies on her back, her knees bent and legs open for me. I remove my shirt, drop my pants after removing my belt, and drop my underwear. I grab a condom from the drawer in the nightstand before getting back on the bed. I sit on my knees between her legs. She wraps them around my waist once again, and I bring my hold to her hips. I align my dick at her entrance and meet her eyes.

"Ready?''

She nods. "Yes.''

I exhale another shaky breath and slide the tip into her slowly. She moans loudly, making me chuckle. "That's not all of it yet, baby.''

''Oh my-''

I thrust the rest inside without warning. She cries out my name as I shut my eyes at the feeling of how wet she is for me. I start at a slow pace, giving her time to adjust to my size.

"Tell me how good it feels." I say huskily.

"So good." She moans. "Oh fuck, it feels so good."

I smile. "That's what I like to hear."

With that said, all rules, worries and everything in between come to a halt. I grip her hips tightly and begin pounding into her roughly. Her back arches. She grips the sheets. Every time, I hit her g-spot, my dick pulses inside her.

Sex has never felt this intoxicating before. She sucks me in. She controls my entire being. Every breath or moan I make belongs to her.

It isn't long before she orgasms, shouting streams of Spanish as she does so. But I keep going. This time, I turn her around. She sits on all fours, her head turned to the side as it rests on the sheet. I kiss her back before slamming into her. Her head lifts immediately as I groan. "Fuck, Carina."

"Keep going!"

My grip tightens on her. I pick up my pace. From this position, it is much harder to control myself. I wanted to ditch the condom and cum right in this tight little pussy of hers. But I push aside my needs and remind myself of the mission at hand. I pound into her mercilessly. I drop one of my hands from her hip and take a hold of her hair instead. I tug just a little, causing her to scream. And after one last thrust, she finds her second orgasm. She moans and whimpers. Her entire body shakes. My dick stiffens at the sight and I'm not able to last another second. I cum in the condom, my head falling to her neck.

I don't allow her to fully recover. I slip out, only to flip us over. I remove the condom, tie it up and toss it in the small trash next to the bed. After quickly grabbing another one and putting it on, I lie on my back and place her directly on top of my dick. We both groan at the sensation.

"I can't take anymore.'' She whispers. Despite what she has just said, she begins moving her hips.

I reach up and pinch one of her hardened nipples. "Yes you can."

Her head falls back and her hands go to my chest. "Micheal, please!" she moans.

I place my hands on her hips. "You want more? Come on baby, use your words."

Her nails dig into my skin. "More! Give me more! Please!"

I lift her up and back down again. "That's my girl."

She rides me, seeking her third orgasm as I guide her. I take her boob in my mouth again. I rub her clit with my thumb. After a while, I remove it from my mouth. She picks up the pace after this. Carina remains in eye contact with me and when I glance at her breasts bouncing as she rides me, I break.

"Fuck me." I moan just before exploding. She follows behind shortly after.

About two minutes pass before I get up to clean up. When I return from the bathroom with my sweats on, Carina lies on the bed spread out. Sweat falls from her forward as she stares up at me, looking beyond exhausted. I take a seat on the side of the bed and tap her thigh. "Are you alright, sweetcakes?''

She snatches a pillow from the side of her and hits my face with it lazily. "Shut up, Micheal."

I chuckle and lean down. I kiss her forehead. "What's wrong?'' I mumble and climb on the other side of her.

"I can hardly feel my legs." She says. I only smile as a response. She glances at me and hits my arm. "That's not an accomplishment!"

I move closer. "Yes it is."

She rolls her eyes as I wrap my arms around her and rest my head on her breast. I yawn, feeling my eyes start to droop. We sit in silence for a while as she traces the tattoo on my back. I knew she couldn't see it, so I wouldn't have to tell her the meaning behind it, thankfully.

The moment she lets out a deep sigh, I know exactly what she is about to say. "Micheal, this doesn't mean-''

"Don't start, Carina. You can tell me how much this doesn't mean anything and it can never happen again tomorrow. Just let me enjoy this, alright?''

She sighs once again and returns to tracing my tattoo. "Fine.'' she whispers.

My eyes fall closed. I listen to the sound of her heartbeat as I start to doze off. She taps me just as I am about to fall asleep. I groan and look up at her. "Stop tapping me." I grumble and lay back down.

"Okay, look, there's this party at work tomorrow. It's the anniversary of the day it was first created. Which was about thirty years ago. It's a big part of my family." Her hands go to my hair. "Anyway, I was hoping you'd come. Since everyone knows we're married, it would be concerning to people if you didn't."

I bite back my smile. It was a good thing it was dark, so she couldn't see how happy I was right now.

I shake my head. "Nah. I'm busy tomorrow.''

Her hand stills. "Oh.''

I stifle my laugh and shrug nonchalantly. "It's just business, babe." I smile. "I guess I'm not cut out to fulfill my husband duties."

''When have you ever said-'' she pauses for a beat. Carina hits my head. "Asshole! You're fucking with me, aren't you?''

I laugh. "When the hell have I ever told you no, Carina?"

Since we were kids, it has always been hard for me to say no to her. With everyone else, I enjoyed it. But with her, it was the most difficult thing in the world to do.

She returns to playing with my hair. "So you'll be there?''

I yawn and place one of my legs between hers. ''I'll be there."