I still had my cock buried deep inside Alana as I walked through the water, carrying her out of the pool with her legs wrapped around my waist and her hot mouth sealed over mine. I’d already shot my load inside her but I was still hard. I couldn’t get enough of her and I was going to fuck her until I’d had my fill. Then maybe, I would stop thinking about her for almost every minute of every fucking day.
Ever since I’d first buried myself in her tight little pussy two nights ago, I’d known that I was fighting a losing battle.
I was pussy drunk.
I walked over to the large chaise lounge and lay her down on it, pulling off her bikini top and tossing it into the bushes.
‘Alex,’ she admonished me and I felt my cock jerking to life inside her. I loved the way she said my name.
‘If you’re mad about your bikini top, princess, wait until you see the marks on your neck,’ I grinned at her.
Her hands flew to her neck. ‘Alejandro Montoya, have you given me a hickey?’
‘No,’ I shook my head. ‘I’ve given you several.’
She opened her mouth to protest and I silenced her with a kiss, forcing my tongue inside her and demanding her submission. It didn’t take much and a few seconds later, she was running her hands over my back and ass, her hot pussy squeezing me until I started fucking her again.
She was as insatiable as I was. It was hard to believe that she’d been a virgin just a few days earlier because she was a fucking sex addict now.
The way she moaned my name sent shivers down my spine. I nailed her hard and she took everything I had to give without any resistance or complaint. I rewarded her by telling her how much I loved to fuck her, how I couldn’t get enough of her and how I would never let her go.
But, I told her all of it in Spanish because I couldn’t allow her to have any more power over me than she already did.
