Dimly he became aware of a creaking sound. He Looked up Maria’s lovely body, sweat-slicked in the soft glow of the Lamps and the Last Light of the sun. Her hands were fisted around the bars of the bedstead, the muscles of her arms standing out clearly. Slowly, rhythmically, she pulled at the bars, then relaxed. Her eyes cracked open. Seeing his eyes on her, she smiled, running her hands up and down the bars, every gesture a promise.

"I have not let go, Master," she said quietly. "But it is hard. So hard when you kiss me so sweetly. I want to feel you inside me, papi.”

"You will," he promised.

“Soon. But first I have to please you, mi novia."

She smiled at the awkward way the endearment fell from his mouth, and

Alex bent back to his wonderful task. He carefully parted Maria's Lips, seeking the bud of her clitoris. Pink and glistening, it peeked out from under its hood. He fastened his lips on it, his tongue reaching out to caress it with the tenderest of touches.

Maria's response stunned him. Her thighs rose as if jerked upright by some invisible force. Instantly, her chest and face were hidden from his view. Instead, he was treated to the sight of the sweet globes of her ass and her legs, with her beautiful pussy framed between them. She rocked back and forth on the bed, gasping out a confused mingling of

English and Spanish.

Alex was tempted to laugh, but was wise enough not to. Feeling as if he was trying to home in on a moving target, he dove back in, his hands gripping Maria's calves as she twisted under him, his Lips trying to corral her clit. At last he found the angle he sought, and opened his mouth wide, covering her nub with his eager mouth and lapping tongue, determined to please his lover if it was the last thing he did on this earth.

Maria shrieked, the yell loud and piercing. In one corner of his preoccupied mind, Alex was grateful the garage was separate from the main house. His head trapped by Maria's clutching thighs, he had no choice but to roll with her as she twisted back and forth. His tongue began to ache, the effort of pleasing Maria beginning to tell on him, but he kept working her bud, interspersing licks with periods of sucking.

Slowly the moans from above began to change their tone, growing lower and more guttural. Under his hands, the muscles of her legs began to twitch spasmodically. At the same time, the pressure at the sides of his head increased as her grip on him intensified. Finally, with a keening wail high enough to shatter glass, Maria climaxed. The entire lower half of her body shook, groups of muscles shuddering with orgasmic release, then falling limp.

Alex shook his head dazedly, moving his jaw from side to side in an effort to make sure it hadn't been dislocated. After he had collected himself, he moved up the bed, where Maria was waiting for him, her eyes shining happily. Her chest was slicked with sweat and strands of hair were plastered to her cheeks and forehead. But her hands were still firmly wrapped around the posts of the bedstead.

"You can touch me now," he smiled.

Instantly he found himself wrapped in a bear-hug. Maria's strong arms, built up from years of work, enveloped him, drawing him down for a wet, passionate kiss. Her legs spread under him, and with a sense of wonderful inevitability, he found himself sinking into her. His dagger slid past her lips and into her sheath, buried to the hilt. She was so hot and slick it was almost effortless, and he groaned at the exquisite feel of her wrapped around his cock.

When he was completely inside of her, so close their groins were almost molded together, he pulled away slightly, the better to focus on her face. His mouth worked, trying to convey his feelings.

She placed a finger over his lips. "I know, mi Lindo. I know. It is the same for me, too." She smiled and wiggled under him.

“But now I want to make my man happy. As happy as he made me. Please, Master. Fuck me!”

Her enthusiastic embrace of his need tore away the last shreds of self-restraint Alex may have had. He dropped his head to her breasts, kissing the Lovely orbs with their dark-chocolate nipples, his tongue and lips making love to them. At the same time, he slowly withdrew from

Maria's Loving channel, then pushed forward, stroking her firmly. Over and over again, until his mind was reeling with pleasure and love. He plunged his hands into the shining wealth of her hair, feeling the coarse strands under his fingers, pulling her head up to kiss her again.

“Soon,” he panted, feeling his balls rise, feeling the hot come rush up his shaft.

“Soon. Soon. Now!" he groaned, as he exploded into her, rivers of his seed flowing into her waiting channel.

In the house, Rachel sat bolt upright in the living room, the comedic stylings of Adam Savage and Tory Belleci forgotten, as a wave of mingled pleasure and power rushed over her.

What the hell just happened?

~Alex and Maria happened. Huh. And we didn‘t have to arrange anything.

Well. That makes things easier.~