She did not know why she was so suffocated when she was thinking about the disturbing kiss of the two.
She knew little of the secrets of those full and passionate lips,
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… but it was a crap to want to be in her place in the arms of that arrogant, who was hunting her days and especially the nights after the kiss interrupted by M. When she came in to put the saddle in its seat after the usual evening walk with Seri, she remained breathless when she saw them. Only he saw her coming in and stared at her with the green eyes as he was kissing the other woman. A fraction of a second took them to turn left and out of the barn. She did not want to imagine what had happened between the two, she had only one question: why should she always remember the passionate scene between Olga and M’s boy, especially that it was a year ago? Since her first date with Victor, she avoided going to Olga’s farm, even though she felt best there. She loves to spend her time in the country, especially with Seri, her horse that she was holding there. She returned at the farm more for the horse after one year. It is not worth it because of a man not to spend her weekend as she wishes. She was often thinking of what she could do if he , the old man M, would not appear. She would have given herself to him and she would never forgive herself for that, she did not want to be one of his adventures, although he was very tempting. When she arrived at the farm she did not expect Victor to be there, much more seductive than a year ago. The meeting was striking for her. At 35, he was a tall and very well-made man with a body and an enviable bronze. As usual, he was wearing his short-haired brown hair, and the fine beard and mustache were perfect like always. Anyway, it was suiting him nicely. He was wearing pants that were contouring his slender hips, and they were showing off his thigh muscles and he was also wearing a white T-shirt that was making his bronze more obvious. She was in her office now. She had left the farm the day before. She could not stand by that damning Victor more than four days. She found a pitiable excuse and ran home, hoping to forget him in the intimacy of her house , but that time also she was bitterly mistaken. She knew his reputation as a coach, but she wanted it now more than ever. She was always looking at him stealthily when he was on the farm, hoping not to let him not know what fight was given in all of her body. That’s why she left , she was afraid of making a mistake … The doorbell brought her feet to the ground. She was not waiting for anyone. No one knew she was home outside her neighbor, whom she welcomed when she came from the farm. Detached, she opened the door, but she remained impetuous. She felt she had no air, and her legs were beginning to leave her. Good luck as she leaned against the door. She was dressed in a pair of shorts and a sleeveless shirt on her waist. Her hair was tight in a light, slightly ruffled bun. She was not wearing any make up and she was barefoot.
– I was sure! Victor’s thick voice cut that unbearable silence. She was more beautiful than ever, he was not regretting for a second his determination to come after the girl he had in his heart and who was troubling him so much.
– Do not you invite me to come in or do you usually treat your guests like this ? He asked, with a mocking voice.
– Excuse me. Enter …
Without asking for approval, Victor was comfortable on the soft sofa in Olga’s living room and he was staring at her.
– Do you serve anything? she could not believe who was in her house.
– Not yet. Did you believe me so stupid that I do not realize you play an act ?
His grave voice gave her goose bumps but she tried to control herself and she said:
– I do not owe any explanation, neither to you nor to anyone.
Something bothered him in her voice because without realizing Olga was trapped in his strong arms, and his lips was near her ear and he said softly to her, between his teeth:
– You’re a damn woman, Olga, but I do not swallow the same stupidity twice, pay attention . It’s the second time you make your luggage and leave with stupid apology. You took me as a sucker, and like one you left me with my eyes in the sun, crazy with anger and excitement to the maximum … but that will not take too long. I’m gonna take what’s mine.
Olga was stunned , she could not believe what she had heard, he was an arrogant asshole, and he also thought she belonged to him. Putting her hand on his chest she tried to remove him from her, but he was immovable. His lips immediately held control of hers, and his tongue was trying to make its way between her soft lips. His kiss was making her crazy , her body no longer resisted, and she gave her to him by good will. His hands surrounded her waist in a protective manner and he put her to his strong and warm chest.
– I want you to know me, Olga. Touch me! I’m not doing anything until I know you want me as much as I want you …
She held her breath as she was staring at him, her hands grabbed his shirt and they let it fall. Her fingers walked lazily on his chest. She stopped when she accidentally touched one of his hidden nipples between the soft hair. Victor moaned slow, then almost stopped breathing anticipating a new touch. Leaving shyness aside, Olga touched the horny bud again, examining it with curious fingers.
– Am I allowed to do the same thing?
She laughed lightly.
– Of course!
His experienced hands undressed her immediately, so she only felt the trousers slipping on her slim and incredible legs when she notices that she has left only in the silk , red panties.
– Oh, God, Olga …
His reaction made her confident and made her more daring. With her hands trembling she opened his pants. She wanted to see him in all his splendor. Victor’s feet were as strong and firm as she imagined them, and when she got closer to him, she noticed that it was not the only hard thing he had in his pants and she blushed. His mouth started down on her throat, and his hand was holding a breast and it was playing with its dark nipple until it became hardened. He took her arms like the most valuable porcelain and with the greatest care he placed her on the couch. Olga looked at him excitedly. His face was strained by desire. When he lay next to her, hot, virile and wonderful, he took her hand to his lips and kissed her palm, then he led it slowly to his penis. He tried to show her the size and strength of the desire he was feeling for her. His sex grew even harder in her palm caress. Victor took off his boxers slowly, and slowly nestled between her thighs. With a slow and long diving he stumbled across the narrow walls of her femininity. Olga got up a little to get it better, and he giggled with supreme satisfaction, and again kissed her. She felt those contractions up to the tip of her fingers and pulled her closer to her. In a few seconds, their breathing was getting more and more accelerating. She was moaning intensely when he slipped his hands under her hips and he was rubbing her gently against the nipples. When she was swept up by a wave of intense sensations that she could barely bear, she bit her lip down to keep her from crying, but her pleasure was infinitely greater when she felt the spasms of his ejaculation inside her . Victor’s bewilderment in her ear was so good. He looked at her with satisfaction …
– You are really beautiful and I would get insane if you will run away from me again …
