Free Warriors in Paradise by Luis E. Gutiérrez-Poucel

down to a drizzle and then, suddenly, it would again be torrential. Umbrellas were useless. They would easily turn inside out when hit by a sudden gust of wind.
    I honked the horn, and Charlie and Caleb opened the garage doors for us. I drove in, and we took the bags down to the kitchen. We now had sufficient provisions for about two or three weeks if need be.
    “How did it go?” asked Charlie.
    “Boring, boring,” I responded, and then rapidly added, “We have been invited to an Independence Day party aboard a seventy-meter super luxury yacht!”
    Even though I had been trying to avoid talking about the incident, Juliette jumped in and said, “It might have been boring for Santi, but certainly not for us, and especially not to the guy whose nose he broke!”
    “Santi, what in the world did you do?” asked Caleb.
    “Look, guys, I am soaking wet. Let me take a quick shower and change into dry clothes. I am sure Camille and Juliette will be happy to fill you in.” I opened the refrigerator and grabbed two beers. Then I took Valentina’s hand, and we climbed the stairs to my bedroom.
    As soon as we were alone, Valentina grabbed my face between her hands, looked into my eyes, and said, “You did what you had to do. Thanks, baby!” She then proceeded to kiss me and undress me, which I let her do because I am a docile, dependable, and obedient boy.
    When I was completely naked, she pushed me back onto the bed. Slowly she took off her clothes and climbed on top of me. Her legs straddled me, and she was already moist and ready for me. She moaned as she let me enter her, and soon she was fully sitting on top me.
    The sweet-sour spike of pleasure shot through me, making me gasp as her vagina throbbed around my manhood. Her hips jerked convulsively. Her breathing was unsteady. She arched her back until her hands rested on my knees. She began moving back and forth. I was so hard and erect that it was pleasure bordering on pain. She began increasing the momentum. I could feel and hear her reaching an orgasm. When it came, it came in a sudden explosion, and she dropped on me, burying her head in the hollow of my shoulder. She was trembling.
    I grabbed her head and wrapped my arm around her waist and flipped her over on her back in one smooth motion. I was still deep inside of her. One moment she had been on top of me, and the next moment she was spread out beneath me. I kissed her until she couldn’t breathe. She could only feel. She wrapped her arms around my muscular back, trying to get as close to me as she possibly could.
    I needed this; I needed her. I slid my tongue along hers, wanting to crawl inside of her. Her hips shifted longingly against my groin, and she whimpered into my mouth when she felt the pulsing of my erection straining against her moist inner walls, pushing against her mound, making her wild to feel me so deep inside of her.
    Pulling her mouth away from me, she gasped, “Santi, I need you to fuck me. Please.”
    I grabbed a pillow, raised her lower back, and placed it under her lovely ass. She started moaning once again. I started kissing and sucking her lips without fully kissing her. She started responding; her hips began undulating once again. I started moving little by little, up, down, and around. I wanted it to last. I wanted to make it last as long as possible. But she came again and forced me to increase my pace. When I came, I came in a hard and copious explosion. I could feel my seed shooting into her. I couldn’t stop moving. I kept on going and going until I came again. I didn’t have anything left. I stopped and fell on top of her, exhausted.
    As I was trying to roll off her, she held me, saying, “I want you to stay inside of me for as long as possible.” She held my face in her hands, looking at my eyes and kissing me. She put my head onto her shoulder and tenderly rubbed my head with her fingers. I think I fell asleep for a couple of minutes, because suddenly I was being forcefully