Desperate and needy, there was absolutely no talking done as soon as he entered the door to her apartment. It took only few minutes to have them both naked and bare. He laid her flat on the kitchen counter, spreading her legs open; he savored the taste of the lips in between her thighs. She melted for his touch and her thighs shook just at the tingling sensation of his tongue against her warmth. His breath, the flaring from his nostrils tingling her innermost sacred place. Her hands tangled into his raven black hair. Her body shivered and pleading pleas escaped her lips as she bucked her hips against his mouth.

Alfredo's stubble tickled her inner thighs, vibrations that escaped his lips as he moaned taking in her sweetness on his tongue. Her thighs tempted to close shut with his head inbetween from the thrill and feel of it all. He was rock hard as he pleasured her there was nothing more attractive than eating a woman out and having her at your mercy and desperate enough to lift her hips up high for a little bit more, just a little like an addiction that drove them to madness. Stringing each other along with rough kisses and grinding against each other bare naked. She could feel his precum leaving trails against her ass as they touched, caressed and landed on the bed. Mila had lust, hunger and yearning written all over her face. Her eyes dropped with neediness as she stared up at him.

Readily positioning himself in between. She could only admit he was absolutely fine as she brought him close enough to lean in for a kiss. His mouth tasted sweeter, Mila felt a sense of relief knowing she didn't have a bad odor. He bit on her lip, whispering how much he wanted her in their native language. It was such a turn on, more so when his manhood was so close to entering her fully. She braced herself for heaven and abyss. They both came to a halt when the tip made it in. She wiggled her hips beneath him trying to control the feel of it. He groaned lowly against her lips. Allowing one hand to hold himself up while the other positioned his girth for a better direction. They kissed with urgency as he inched closer and closer, fully penetrating and invading her flower. She accommodated his manhood fully until their pelvis bones collided. He had both her arms pinned against the bed. She was so wet and ready for his ability to ruin her for any other man. He turned to her neck, giving her light kisses. The feel of skin to skin and absolutely no barrier was something that could never be countered with. They both always preferred to used condoms during intercourse with others but when they were alone; they seemed to hungry to function. With a slight move, Alfredo began to move in and out; thrusting into her warmth so callously she  almost leapt away from beneath his hold.

The feel of it all was unexplainable, Mila moaned as she bucked her hips up to match his pace. Alfredo let out incoherent words of pleasure. As his strokes got more intense and she could feel herself giving into a mind shattering orgasm, she cried softly biting on his muscular frame. Tightening around him so much so he couldn't move. They shared a wet kiss, not minding the squirmy sound the collided with each thrust. She could feel him pulsating inside her. His manhood hot, enough to burn her. Holding each other tightly desperate to reach their orgasm, Alfredo let go. Immediately shooting his seeds into her without a warning. He had tried to edge himself but he couldn't not with the tight hold she had on him. She milked him dry, massaging his hair as she felt him release into her, it was the most intense release he had ever had. Knowing she hasn't orgasmed and both of them not minding the creampie mess. He continued to pleasure and worship her body. With each thrust, the evidence of his pleasure seeped out. The sound marshy-moist fluid  echoed as they continued to pleasure each other.

For some reason Alfredo's kisses turned slow and affectionate. Looking down at her he couldn't stop adoring her. There was something about her. His strokes turned slow, his touch gentle. When she opened her eyes, his stared directly at her. She felt nervous because she knew what was about to happen.

He wasn't just fucking her anymore.

He wanted to make love to her.

As much as she had enjoyed every second of this and almost close to reaching her orgasm as he sucked her hard buds and flicked the little bean while he plunged in and out of her. She responded to his touch with pleas of pure ecstasy.

Out of impulse, but still weak Mila whispered. "...please no..."

Alfredo couldn't hide the want that seeped from his grey eyes. It was clear he wanted more than just this. "...Alfredo... please...don't..." she pleaded with him. Mila was afraid, afraid for her heart and the consequences that would come along with what he was about to do to her. She never wanted to be made love to, it was never something she wanted or looked for in sex now here he was suggesting it from his meaningful kisses and touch. This was not suppose to have any meaning at all. It wasn't supposed to make every part of her body tingle relentlessly. So he did, made love to her as his eyes did all the talking, he took his time to pleasure her, worship her body and make love to her. She tried to move up the pace, force him to go faster and not care enough but he stood his ground and had her crying softly beneath him. Crying from pleasure, guilt and redemption. She cried because she did not know how she'd ever be able to redeem herself after this. He was invading  not only her warmth but her heart. He was asking for her to give into him.

When it was all done, he pulled her close with no intention of letting go. She remained silent trying to process what she had just done. She had given her body to him. She had trusted him to make love to her and not hurt her. She had let him take control. It was something she never allowed not since that incident from the past.

"...say something...?" He mumbled laying a soft kiss on her bare shoulder.

"..." she tried but nothing came out.

There was silence.

Alfredo had a lot on his mind as well. He was never one to make love and how had he done it to this woman in their supposed second hookup. It wasn't suppose to be this way or feel this overwhelming. They both knew that.

"...that was not tea..." She finally said.

Chuckling to himself. "I owe you a tea lunch date then?"

Mila innocently shook her head turning to look at him. She found a soft glimmer of playfulness in his voice and character. "No, I think we're even. I don't owe you anything and you don't owe me anything either. As fun as it has been, it's best we stop this. Don't worry, I'm on birth control. Nothing will happen and please— you don't have to pay or give me advances."

Alfredo seemed puzzled to say the least.

"That's a bit unfair cariño!" He mumbled softly caressing her cheek laying a gently kiss on her collar bone.

"I'm going to shower, please see yourself out."

"Mila?" Alfredo pulled her back gently into his embrace. "What are you so afraid of?" He asked.

"...nothing..." she said softly. "You remind me of a bad memory that I'd rather not think about."

"Fair enough, what is that memory?"

Mila shook her head and tried to put on a happy facade. "...nothing...look Alfredo, I think we both got what we wanted and this is going too far. Honestly too far..!" She hissed the last part lowly.

"Tell me the memory then I will gladly leave you alone?" He persisted.

"Fine, my first time was very forceful and just a horrid memory and I don't know why when I close my eyes, it feels as if I'm back there again." On her last day as a Virgin sacrifice, Alfredo had made love to her just as he had in this moment. He whispered that he never intended to hurt her.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that! I sincerely apologize for reminding you of that but I'm most offended. I was nothing but gentle maybe not on our first encounter but I never forced myself on you."

She knew that but there was just something.

"Forget it, good bye Alfredo."

He was confused.

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