She felt his hands slide down her sides, gliding easily along the smooth fabric of her shirt to the band of her pants. His touch turned her on, and a surge of excitement pumped through her. She breathed in, letting the soft scent of Marco's cologne fill her nose. She placed her hands onto his face. His beard stubble scratched at her fingertips as she drew her hands downward, all the way to his neck and then to his chest.
Marco slowly broke their kiss and looked into her eyes. Sabrina saw that his pupils had dilated and he was breathing harder now. Her hands were still on his chest and she noticed the rise and fall of each breath.
He wrapped one arm around her waist and lifted her from the floor, cradling the backside of her knees with his other arm. She was surprised by his strength as he carried her effortlessly away from the bar and to the darkened bedroom. It was as though she was in a trance, unable to take her gaze away from him. His masculine features, the beard stubble and his chiseled jaw, which were half-covered by his shoulder-length black hair. This was every woman's dream come true, and she was living it. Sabrina put a note in the back of her mind to pinch herself when this was over, just to make sure that it was all actually real. Until then, she didn't want to wake up.
Marco carefully laid Sabrina down on the bed. Her eyes stayed locked on him as he crawled over the top of her and resumed their kiss. She moaned softly as a surge of passion filled her. With Marco's body on top of hers, the craving inside of her intensified and she became wet with desire. There was no hesitation any longer and all she wanted was to have him, all of him. Her hands wandered, moving up and down Marco's back while their tongues dances inside each others’ mouths. After a few seconds, Marco slowly pulled away. Sabrina noticed that her own breathing had quickened. She was practically panting, as desperation filled her core.
“Take off your shirt,” she told him, surprised by her own assertiveness.
“Why don't you help me?” he asked with a flirtatious grin. “I want you to do it.”
Sabrina sat up and brought her hands to Marco's pecs. Slowly, she undid the top button of his shirt, revealing a little skin and a bit of his chest. Then she dropped her hands to the next button down, undressing him a little bit at a time until his entire front was exposed.
Whoa. He's even more gorgeous than I imagined, she thought, as Marco let the shirt fall off of his shoulders.
She knew he was athletic since it had been clear from the first day they had met. But she never knew he looked quite like this.
Is he an Olympic swimmer or something? she wondered, as her gaze moved up and down his body. His island is in the Mediterranean, maybe he's actually a Greek god in disguise.
Marco reached forward and touched the waistband of her pants. Slowly, he undid the top button, exposing her stomach and the sliver of silk fabric underneath. She bit her bottom lip and did her best not to feel self-conscious. She wriggled her hips, leaving her with just the her underthings and her t-shirt.
“Your turn,” she said, looking up at him. “Can you help me take this off?”
It was as though Marco had been waiting patiently for years to hear those words come out of Sabrina's mouth. He slowly pulled the shirt upward until it was bunched up over the top of her breasts.
“Lift your hands up,” he whispered, his breath landing across Sabrina's bare cleavage.
Sabrina did as he asked and brought her hands above her head. Marco pulled the shirt off and let it fall to the floor beside the bed. She was now in front of him wearing only her underwear. It was just a simple white bra and underwear since she didn't have the money to afford anything fancier.
Marco didn't seem to mind one bit. His eyes told Sabrina everything that she wanted to know. There was an animalistic lust behind them, an instinctual desire that was apparent in the way he looked at her. It stirred a deep emotion inside of her and caused all logical thought to escape her mind. Without even realizing it, she had reached forward and brought her hands to Marco's belt. She unclasped the buckle quickly, with a newfound urgency. She wanted what was underneath there, and she wanted it badly.
After loosening his belt, she slipped her fingers into the waist band of his slacks and pulled them down. It revealed his black boxer-briefs, which concealed the firm bulge of his cock beneath. Another wave of excitement filled her at the sight. This was really happening, and she was ready for it. Marco's pants were bunched up at his knees and the current position he was in kept them from coming off. He crawled off the bed and finished what Sabrina had started, letting his pants fall to his ankles. He then reached for his underwear. Sabrina watched intently, as her body filled with fire.
He's absolutely beautiful, she thought. Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming. Yep, that's what's happening right now. I'm in my bed in my parent's trailer and this is all a figment of my imagination. But I don't have an imagination, or at least one that's creative enough to come up with something as incredible as Marco.
Sabrina licked her bottom lip as Marco hooked his thumbs behind the elastic waist strap of his underwear. Her eyes went from his face, past his muscular chest and all the way down his abs. She followed the lines of his hips, as he pulled his underwear down. Inch by inch, he slipped them off until they got past his knees and fell to the floor at his feet. He now stood next to the bed, gloriously naked and fully erect.
Marco kicked his pants and underwear to the side and then got back on the bed. This time, though, he sat behind her. He pulled her hair to the side and kissed the back of her neck, sending a pleasurable chill down Sabrina's spine. She let out a slow breath, as his soft lips grazed her sensitive skin. His hands were on her sides and she leaned backward a bit, pressing her body against him.
She closed her eyes and focused on the sensation of Marco's hands. He had wrapped his arms around her and his fingertips danced along the outside of her hips, teasing the top of her panties. His hands were warm and his contact was sensual and safe. The way he touched her and kissed her neck made her feel like she was the most beautiful woman in the entire world. And for the moment, she was at least the center of Marco's world, and that was enough for her.
His hands wandered around to her back and then up to the clasp of her bra.
“May I?” he asked, with a little chuckle.
Sabrina nodded. “Yes, of course.”
Marco undid the clasp and then carefully slid the shoulder straps off until the bra fell down her arms, exposing her chest to the air. She leaned back toward him, encouraging him to touch her. Marco's han
ds went to her belly and then upward, cradling her breasts in his hands. An electric shock of pleasure pulsed into her. His touch was gentle yet firm, as he fondled her. She moaned softly, unable to find any words as his touch stole any ability to think.
Marco growled softly, his lips grazing the outside of her neck until he brought his lips to hers. His hands were all over her as he sat behind her on the bed. She wanted his touch, and too much of it would never have been enough. After a moment, though, she broke the kiss. The desperate ache inside of her had become too strong, and there was only one thing that could quench the fire. She scooted over a bit on the bed and then laid back, resting her head on the pillows.
Marco laid beside her. He touched her breasts, gliding his fingers carefully over her hard nipples. It sent a shiver of sensation into her and she groaned softly, pressing her chest out. Marco then crawled over the top of her. He placed his hands onto the bed, just above her shoulders and held himself up like that. His breathing was deep and intense now, and the look of lust in his eyes were more prominent then before. He licked his lips and then brought his face down to her breasts, flicking his tongue against one of her nipples.
He licked the sensitive nub a few times and then brought his mouth over it. Sabrina gasped, as bliss continued to fill her. She moved her body, gently grinding her hips upward against Marco's. The movement caused him to slide between her legs. She still had her panties on, but she could feel everything. His length pressed against the thin cotton, creating friction against her.
Sabrina drew in a breath through her teeth. Marco slowly pulled his mouth away from her breast, creating a wet kissing noise as he withdrew. He licked his lips again and then brought his face over her other nipple, giving it the same attention. Meanwhile, Sabrina continued to buck her hips upward, grinding against his cock. The double pleasure had her squirming beneath him.