1 comments/ 6285 views/ 4 favorites Vacation to Valencia Ch. 01 By: apagalaluz This.. is where I needed to be. ----------------------------------------------- A long needed vacation was in store for the scorned female, and she was finally getting it. Too many nights she had spent, mourning over her now-past four year relationship with her ex, Broderick. All of his gifts that he had given her had either thrown in the trash, or burned ruthlessly. Her naturally tanned face and emerald eyes had been a Coke can shade of red every night for the past three weeks from crying non-stop. But, her wallowing in self-pity had recently ended from another tragedy. A distant relative in her country of descent, Spain, had died and she of all people was the only one who was reached. Obviously, she couldn't count on anyone else being there, and a trip away from everything in America is what she needed. ----------------------------------------------- Longest flight of my life, she sighed to herself while finally getting off the plane. Regardless of the fact that it was night time, the scene of the country was beautiful, as were the people. The wandering female made her way through the airport, taking notice of the looks of the natives. The majority of the women looked like models, or at least it seemed like it. That's the kind of woman Broderick would've gone for, she thought flustered. Her cheeks turned a bright shade of pink from thinking of her ex-lover, and quickly went to the Coke can shade after a fairly attractive stranger walked past her. He got close enough to touch, which made her whimper out of nervousness. His scent was one of grass after it rained, his hair was a combination of black and chocolate brown, and his eyes matched. They met with her's momentarily after he thought he had run into her. A smile broke at the corner of his lips as he held up a hand to say sorry. "Lo siento, señorita." the stranger apologized in his thick accent. Ay dios mios. She smiled and tucked some of her layered hair behind her ear as if to say everything was alright, then continued heading to baggage claim. Maybe I should permanently move to Valencia, the female thought positively for the first time in ages after reaching baggage claim. Conveniently, her suitcase was in view, along with a second bag of her's, making a wave of relief wash over her temporarily. Now I just need to find a hotel, she thought once more after grabbing her bags. Of course, she didn't think it'd be difficult, she could clearly communicate with the natives, but Valencia was an entirely new territory for her. "Ay dios mios.." she sighed, letting her Spanish roots show a little more while heading towards the doors. After leaving the airport, she looked around, obviously lost, and it showed on her face. The worst had yet to come, as it had begun to rain violently. "No umbrella, nowhere to go.." she groaned under her breath. Vacation's going great, she thought sarcastically. Suddenly, a hand grabbed her shoulder, making the unsuspecting female squeal as she turned around. Her nerves calmed down somewhat, seeing the slightly familiar face of the man who had apologized to her. "Señorita, are you lost?" he questioned curiously, of course with a polite smile. "Not really lost," she began to explain. "but I don't have anywhere to go, and if I did, I couldn't get there in the rain and no mode of transportation. ..How did you even know to ask me something?" A tiny chuckle left the stranger as he stood in front of her. "I'd hate to sound rude, but you just don't look like a native of España." he explained as nicely as he could. Now that she thought about it, she really didn't. Her skinned was tanned from her father, a native Cuban, but wasn't light like her mother's a native Spaniard, nor the people who inhabited Spain. I stick out like a sore thumb, she thought, feeling slightly embarassed. "I'm not.." she admitted. "I'm actually from America, from New York to be exact.." A look of intrigue fell across the man's face as he cocked his head to the side. "I've never met someone from the United States before," he blinked while holding out his hand. "Amador De Sancha." She shook his hand with a weak smile and shaky eye contact. Even his name is sexy, she thought bluntly. "Nikolina Castilla." "Well, Señorita Castilla," the polite male smiled, kissing the back of her hand. "I would be glad to open my home up to you for however long you need it." I wonder how red my face is right about now, she spoke mentally, knowing she was blushing furiously. "I'd really appreciate that.." she grinned, feeling a lot better. ----------------------------------------------- The pair had departed from the airport in Amador's quite expensive car, a silver Lamborghini Diablo. That had tipped her off that he had some sort of large amount of money, which make her feel uncomfortable for some unexplainable reason. "So, Señorita Castilla," he began to speak while watching traffic carefully. "what brings you here to Valencia?" To stop thinking about that prick of an ex who left me for some whore caked in clown make-up, I believe, she harshly thought. "A distant relative of mine died," she informed him, looking out of the rain covered window. "he apparently knew me, but I never knew him.. So, I'm here for the funeral, out of respect." The story sounded a little odd to the concentrating male, but he didn't question it. "Leaving anyone back home in New York?" he smiled, momentarily glancing over at her. A small scowl came across her face as she knew exactly what he was talking about. Her honesty trait was pushing her, and the fact that she hadn't talked to anyone about the break up yet. "Actually, I don't have anyone waiting back home for me." Nikolina nearly whispered. Another thing the driver found strange, making his eyebrows furrow in slight confusion. "No one? No parents?" Amador questioned, beginning to become even more curious. "No, my parents died a while ago.." "No friends?" "They're all spread out across the country." "Pets at home?" "I can't keep pets in my apartment." "Significant others..?" The tone of voice he used was something she couldn't quite put her finger on. It was almost like he didn't want her to have one, but was ready to console her if his wish was granted. A hard lump developed in her throat as Nikolina was about to explain what happened to devastate her love life. No one else knew about it, and now she was about to share her most intimate feelings with a complete stranger. "..No. I did have one, but we broke up about three weeks ago." she sighed hastily. The car came to a stop once more from the constant traffic, giving Amador the opportunity to look at the woman on the brink of tears in his passenger seat. "Lo siento, bella," he sighed, stroking the top of her thigh to comfort her. "I'm sure he missed out on a real keeper, whoever it was." Obviously, she didn't know how to take his physical "comforting" skills. It could've been an attempt to check her body out, as she was wearing a skirt, but that was the last thing she wanted to think about. On the other hand, she had always heard Europeans were very touchy people, which was her voice of reason in some sense. To Amador, her gentle carmel toned skin was the softest thing he had ever touched. His only thought at the moment was if he'd get to touch her again. At that point, Nikolina could've sworn his hand was going higher and higher, nearly reaching in between her long legs. She panicked, putting her hand on top of his and clearing her throat while moving his hand to her knee. His face turned a light shade of pink from embarrassment, which made her want to giggle. He is too cute, Nikolina thought with a mental smile. "Well, he kept me for a while.." she mumbled subconsciously while directing her attention back out the window. "Long term relationship, huh?" he blinked, eager to learn more. "How long did he keep you, señorita?" "Four years." The longest four fucking years of my life, she bitterly said in her mind. "I know this is rude, to ask a lady her age," Amador began to say apologetically. "but how old are you, might I ask? Just curious." "No, it's not a problem at all," she smiled weakly, dismissing his apology. "I'm 23." "19 seems like a young age to have such a serious relationship. I'm 25, by the way." he smiled at her briefly. "But, we can talk about this more inside. We're here." ----------------------------------------------------------- The rain had halted long enough for them to get into Amador's rather large home. The pair had hauled their luggage inside, the female standing in general awe as the male headed upstairs casually. "You can follow me you know," he smiled, announcing a rule of his living space. "you're a guest, nothing's off limits." She nodded spacily, following him the flight of stairs. Examining surroundings was a habit for her, as she looked at expensive artwork lining the cream colored walls. Into his room the pair went, which was a lot more casual looking than she had anticipated. The walls were nearly the same color of her skin, only slightly darker. His king sized bed had dark brown sheets and pillow cases, which made her want to get into it from the thought of warmth. Her grey, mid-thigh length skirt, black blouse and stilletos did anything but keep her warm that day. She had followed suit, setting her bags against the drawer. As Nikolina was standing back upright, a picture of a very attractive female, much prettier than her, caught her attention. "Is this your girlfriend?" she asked nervously, her eyes cutting over to him. "Oh, no," he chuckled at her, making her assume he got that question a lot. "it's my mother, that picture's from quite a while ago." Another wave of relief washed over the slightly shaken female as she watched the elusive male head downstairs. She followed nervously, seeing him go into the kitchen. "Are you hungry?" he asked, leaning against his counter. In all honesty, Nikolina had lost any previous hunger after the talk of her ex came up in the car. There was really only one thing she wanted as she wandered over to Amador. Her sweet smile appeared instantly as she held her hands behind her back. "Got any alcohol?" she questioned bluntly. Now, in the back of her head, it seemed like a good idea, even though she couldn't hold alcohol very well to save her life. He simply laughed at her and nodded, heading to a cabinet to retrieve an expensive looking bottle of wine. "I like women like you," Amador spoke to Nikolina while popping the cork on the bottle. "the ones that know what they want." Do I really, she thought, a bit confused. She had her dream apartment back home, which she wanted. Her career as a geneticist, which she wanted. Basically, Nikolina had the perfect life, with only one aspect lacking: love. Momentarily, she thought of Broderick, wondering if she could get back what they had one day. How she got hurt didn't matter to her at the time, she just wanted someone there for her at that very moment. A tightness in her throat came back as if she were about to cry, until a glass of wine had been offered to her. She zoned back in, focusing on Amador's inviting smile before taking the glass. "Thanks.." Nikolina sighed quietly, forcing a smile to come out. "De nada, señorita." he grinned, heading to the living room. Once again, she followed, sitting down next to him on the black leather couch. "So, this man who left you," Amador blinked. "does he happen to have a name?" No, not anymore to me, he's.. "His name is Broderick." she quickly answered. The mentioning of her ex-lover made her take down half of her glass of wine, causing him to look at her astonished. "I can tell you don't really want to talk about this," he thought aloud nervously, not wanting to offend her. "lo siento." "No.. I really do, actually.." she admitted. "It's been almost a month and I haven't talked about this to anyone." He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but a reassuring smile formed at his lips instead. "I'm here to listen to you." For the next hour, more or less, she vented to him about every aspect of their relationship. From what he did to piss her off, what she loved about him, even their sex life, which seemed to become pitiful towards the end of their relationship. Amador turned his entire body to look at Nikolina after she had explained their sex life in just enough detail, which made him furrow his eyebrows in confusion again. "He didn't try very hard. Not for me anyway." she mumbled. "When we were together, it was basically get in, unload, and pull out. Sorry to sound so blunt.." "No, it's fine.." "Pero.. por claraficación, you're basically telling me that you've never had an orgasm before?" he asked, looking at her as if she had three heads. Not by any guy, she thought bitterly. For some reason, his foreign accent seemed a lot more mocking than understanding to her from paranoia. She nodded, not without the feeling of embarrassment of course. "But, he always tried to make it up to me with oral," she avoided the question, feeling as if she was defending her ex. "but that sucked too." Amador chuckled a little while lifting Nikolina's chin up with his index finger, making their eyes meet. "That's really a damn shame," he whispered, leaning in closer so that his voice could be heard clearly. "because a woman like you should be pleased in every way." Her face became hot, and her cheeks flushed the color of a fire hydrant, making her feel as if she'd pass out. The words he spoke, they way he acted towards her, he wanted to be the man who could please her. What exactly did she have to lose if she did hook up with him? Nothing was the answer. "..Is this the part when we kiss?" Nikolina asked innocently. Amador smiled at her bluntness and nodded. Their kiss began as something experimentative and playful, but gradually became serious and romantic. His tongue met her's casually multiple times, turning their harmless kiss into a heavy French kiss. She started to feel light headed from the passion he was giving off from that one kiss, making her pull away. "Umm, maybe I should.." the blushing female began to stutter, getting to her feet. "I'm going to put this glass in the kitchen.." She quickly shuffled into the kitchen and put the wine glass on the counter. "Okay," she began to whisper to herself, fanning her face with her hand. "calm down, it was just a kiss.." As she turned around, she saw him walking towards her. Not a word was spoken between the two as he had attached his lips back to her's when he got close enough. His right hand gently came to the left side of her face and his free arm went around her waist. Her heart began to race as they resumed their passionate kiss exactly from where they left off, his tongue running along her bottom lip. Resisting just seemed futile and unnecessary at that point, but it wasn't like she was planning on it at the moment. It was just a kiss, for now, at least. She decided to go along with what was happening for the time being, gently placing her hands on the sides of his face. If there was any kind of guy that would get her panties off, it was a good looking guy with 5 o' clock shadow. That's how I ended up with Broderick, she thought, then quickly dismissed it from her mind. Amador fit that description perfectly, which Nikolina obviously liked. But, at the same time, she had standards. Looking like a complete whore to someone I've recently met is not my goal here, she thought. As their kiss began to falter, he moved his hands to her hips and sat her up on the counter. That was a huge relief, making her quickly pull away to sigh contently. He smiled at her, happy to sense that she was satisfied for the moment. They both looked each other over for a moment, her stilletos catching his attention. "Those shoes look painful," Amador observed, slipping them off of her feet. "do your feet hurt? How tall are you?" She shrugged with a tiny whimper as she rubbed the bright red soles of her sore feet. "They do a little.." she lied, knowing those shoes made it feel like walking on hot coals. "I'm pushing 5'9." It was clear that he was way taller than her, probably 6'2 at most. Thinking of heights caused Nikolina to think of figures, which was purely subconscious. I wonder what he looks like with his shirt off, she pondered. She obviously couldn't tell what he looked like under his tailored dress suit, but she definitely wanted to know. Her shoes were tossed into the living room by Amador before he pulled her closer and picked her up. "Where are we going?" she blinked absently, putting her arms around his back and head to his chest. "Back to my room," he answered while going through the living room and up the stairs. "I didn't want you walking anywhere else, I know your feet hurt." Amador's kindness wasn't going to be mistaken for a want for sex by Nikolina, she knew better, or she at least she thought she did. Like a small child sitting on a bench, she swung her legs back and forth from his sides as she began to think. What if we do end up together by the end of the night, she thought, no one back home would find out. The positives did seem to outweigh a lot of the negatives, which was only one, and that was maintaining her self-image of not being a slut. They entered his bedroom and she was laid onto the bed cautiously with him laying next to her. His chocolate brown eyes met with her emerald green eyes, sending a chill down her spine. "Would it be okay if I kissed you again..?" questioned Nikolina, scooting closer to Amador. "I'd be thrilled if you did." Amador replied, leaning in to kiss her. Again, their lips met, even more impassioned than the previous time. This time, she began to warm up to him even more physically, even climbing on top of him while they kissed. By the time the dominating female was settled, she was fully straddling the totally willing male under her. His hands went to her slender hips while her's went to his broad shoulders. After a few more minutes of their continuous make-out session, she sat upright, realizing what she was doing. "Estás bien, Nikolina?" he asked while rubbing the small of her back, sounding genuinely concerned. "Estoy bien," she nodded, running her hands down his chest. She took a moment before asking what she wanted of him to notice that she had gotten a good feel of his abdomen. Someone works out, she cheered inside her head, now I just have to get the shirt off. Playfully, she circled her index finger around one of the buttons on his shirt and smirked. "pero.. Puedo tener tu camisa, por favor?" Moving her finger aside, he smirked along with her as a yes and sat up to get to her eye level. Once looking at Nikolina, Amador removed his beige colored jacket and unbuttoned his navy blue shirt, tossing both of the items onto the floor. "Better?" he asked, seeing the smile tug at her lips. Much better, she deviously thought. He laid back down against the pillows, putting his hands on her sides. She couldn't help but stare at his amazing figure, telling that he valued self-image to a certain extent. "Your's comes off too," Amador winked, fiddling with one of her buttons close to her navel. "just to make everything fair, verdad?" I might as well not even be wearing a shirt, Nikolina thought somewhat disgusted of herself, looking down at her ridiculous amount of cleavage. From her point of view, she could see the corners of her bra, making her wonder what he could see that entire evening. Might as well, she thought. Nikolina nodded in agreement, unbuttoning her blouse and tossing it onto his clothes. A black push-up bra was settled against her chest and her pink barbell navel piercing was revealed. Before Amador could even think of touching her, Nikolina stood at the edge of the bed and unzipped her skirt. It pooled at her feet, showing off black lace panties. Vacation to Valencia Ch. 01 "Much better," she sighed with a grin ear to ear, pushing both of her hands through her layered hair. "don't you think so?" It took him a moment to answer her as he was stunned by the way she looked. Her hands went to her hips, showing off her curvy figure. If there was a stereotype of what a young Hispanic woman was to look like, it was Nikolina. She looked like a goddess, her skin all one even tone, her hair long, flowing, and dark. Her face had a youthful smile and the moon gleamed in her forest colored eyes. She was the epidemy of beauty. Amador smiled and removed his clothes down to his underwear, like her. It was her turn to stare, taking in his manly form. He was like one of those fancy male models in the magazines she read on her lunch break at work. The ones that were always in tabloids, dating the super attractive female models she envied from adolescence. Yeah, the foreign ones, she purred in her head. She had always wanted to see one of them, and now she had gotten her wish. Since she had been departed from her last relationship, she had always figured they had been fake and superficial, but this man.. he was different. He was real. "Bésame otra vez." she requested, coming closer to him. Without hesitation, Amador romantically seized Nikolina, giving her a look that said 'You will be mine tonight'. The kissed each other heavily, her moreso than him. She wanted him too, and wasn't going to calm down anytime soon. The couple were soon laid on the bed once more, and she finally realized the inevitable: they were going to have incredible, mind-blowing sex that night. Goosebumps appeared all over her body as she felt him start to grind against her in short strokes. God, I can't wait until he actually gets around to doing something, Nikolina thought, waiting for something more. Gradually, her panties were beginning to dampen from anticipation. On the other end, he was just as excited to get inside her, but wanted her pleasure and experiences to come first. Amador ceased their kiss by pulling away from Nikolina and sitting up on his knees. "So," he began to smile, hooking his thumbs to her panties and kissing a trail down her abdomen. "what positions do you like?" Wow, can he be blunt enough, she almost said out loud. "I've always been on top," she began to explain. "I mean, I've always been dominant in whatever I do in life, but doing that all of the time while screwing? That got old, fast. Maybe I want to see what my partner can do for once.. or something crazy, when I have my foot behind my head. Well, I'm not even all that flexible, but you know what I mean, right?" He rested his chin on the edge of her lace barrier and nodded with a smile. "I understand completely." he mused in a laugh, breathing gently on her stomach. "We'll do whatever you'd like to." Her face turned a shade of bright pink at the thought of having her sexual fantasies fulfilled by her new "lover". His willingness made her recall an incident that took place in her previous relationship. During their two-year anniversary, Nikolina had gotten a bit drunk and asked Broderick to spank her, to which he replied, "What, like I'm your dad or something?". She waited patiently as he took her panties off to expose her shaven area of perfection. Amador lightly inhaled Nikolina's scent, which was delicious. She had the aroma of fresh melon and honey. A longer trail went from her stomach to the beginning of her second set of lips. The uneasy female clasped her hands to her mouth in anticipation, feeling and watching the experienced male use his tongue to please her. A small flick of the tongue went over her swollen lips, making her shudder momentarily. Amador sat up to look at her out of curiousity, wondering if she could continue with the night's activities. "Are you alright?" he questioned, tracing his finger up and down her sensitive labia. "Great," she blurted out quickly. "doing fantastic.." "Good to hear," he nodded, spreading her with his thumb and middle fingers. "I want you to feel good." Amador gently licked her clit, arousing Nikolina a little bit more. His tongue did more magic, circling her clit and occasionally going in and out of her wet entrance. She moaned softly, telling him to do more in a sense. In place of his tongue, his thumb began to circle her clit as he tongue fucked her easily. Once more, Amador shifted his actions, using his index finger to get inside of her and used his tongue for her clit. Nikolina felt great so far, gently bucking her hips against him as his finger slipped in and out of her. No other noises were emitted from her after she pursed her lips together, afraid of embarassment. The want to hear her voice was pressing in him as he continued his actions with more urgency. More and more she became aroused, making her writhe around a little. Amador lifted his head up, but continued to utilize his finger. "Estás bien?" he questioned with a sly smile. A few nods were given as Nikolina ran her hand through her hair with a sigh. "I'm doing great.." she said shakily, stifling a moan. "Pero.. te quiero." His eyebrow raised as he finally removed his finger and hooked it along the edge of his boxers. "Me quieres, Nikolina?" he smiled, removing his last barrier. After the last item of clothing fell on the floor, he gently laid on top of her, coming nose to nose with her. It took a moment for her to focus in on his eyes on her's, but when she did, her heart skipped way more than one beat. Passion was thick in the air, influencing the both of them to kiss each other as if they had both been holding something back. Slowly, Nikolina's emerald shade eyes closed, signifying that Amador could take complete and full control over her. His hands went to her hips, which seemed to be a cue for her legs to spread a little wider. He made the mistake of pushing his entire length into her, making her bite down on his lip fairly hard. She pulled away from him in a panic, her eyes widened as she gently ran her finger over his lip. "Oh my God.." she spoke in a panic despite his smile. "No, it's fine.." he assured her with a kiss on the cheek. "Calm down.." His lips attached to her neck as he pumped his hips back and forth to go in and out of her. How can he expect me to calm down, she thought frantically, putting her hands on his muscular back. "Tell me what you want, Nikolina." Amador whispered before sucking on her neck. I don't even know, she thought nervously while looking up at the beige ceiling. In all reality, she was afraid to tell him what she wanted. She wanted to have her brains fucked out of her skull, her hair matted to her head, be covered in sweat, have her voice hoarse from screaming his name the entire night, but, he knew. He just wanted her to admit it herself. "I want you to go deeper," she blushed, feeling slightly empowered by letting her wishes be known. "please?" Nikolina's wish was granted as Amador did just as she asked, better than she had planned. For some unexplainable reason, she had low standards for this night, but he was already defying them. Slow and deep was his pace, which she enjoyed greatly. A fairly audible moan parted her soft pink lips as she tilted her head away from him. At the moment, she didn't even care about how much noise she was making, which was how she thought it should be. He moved her arms from his back and pinned them to the bed by her wrists, teasing her in a sense. If she wanted to move around to escape anything he did, it'd be impossible. There wasn't going to be one bit of pleasure that she wasn't going to experience tonight, and he was going to make sure of it. "Faster..?" Nikolina blurted out, becoming a bit more comfortable with expressing her requests. Amador did what she requested, which caused her to smile gently with satisfaction. Momentarily, he lifted his head up to get a look of how she was reacting. The submissive female was rocking back and forth from his rhythm, her eyes closed as she made sounds of enjoyment. He kissed her deeply, tongue and all, making her eyes open slightly. After he pulled away, a smile came to his face. "Just wanted to make sure you haven't passed out." His hands released her wrists as he began to kiss her again, wrapping his arms around her frame as her's went around his back. As time went on, their affair became more and more passionate, making butterflies develop in her stomach. Nikolina departed her lips from Amador's, just enough to make the request for him to go even faster. The compliant male did just that, resulting in her letting out a moan that was held in between her pursed lips. Being that she had never had an orgasm before, she had assumed that her limit would draw near fairly soon. "Is this alright?" Amador questioned, licking the back of her ear. "Es perfecto, mi amor.." purred Nikolina, tracing her index finger down his back. At least a half hour passed, and she was ready to blow. Multiple times, she had moaned loudly, not even attempting to hold it in, even his name slipping out at times. Her body shook occasionally as she lightly clawed his back. For him, it was easy to tell that she was going to reach her climax soon, but for her, it was something completely new. Never had she experienced an orgasm by another man's hand, and she was excited but apprehensive to experience it. Nikolina felt her heart begin to race, her toes curl, and her palms begin to sweat. A tiny whimper parted her lips as her slick walls convulsed and contracted around Amador's still hardened member. Here it is, he thought, continuing to thrust in and out of her relentlessly. A long, obscenity laced, Spanglish sentence was half-mumbled and half-moaned by Nikolina as she began to suffer from an abundance of body quakes, signifying the beginning of her orgasm. Her back arched slightly as she moaned the loudest she had that entire night. Slightly embarrassed, the ectasy-filled female bit down into the unsuspecting male's neck to stifle her moans. While she went through her climax, he peeled her arms off his back and entangled his hands with her's. Amador stopped his movement as she gradually came down from her orgasm, leaving gentle kisses on the crook of her neck. When Nikolina was done, she released her grip on his neck and purred in content. "Te ves bella." he whispered in her ear, kissing her cheek. "I don't feel like it," she sighed in an exhausted tone, letting her back fall back down to the mattress. "I feel lightheaded, and really hot.. and I feel my bangs sticking to my forehead.. I can't feel my legs. But.. I can say it was all worth it." Amador lifted his head up and went nose to nose with Nikolina. "How was it?" he mused at her with a smile. She couldn't help but to smile to match his and shook her head. "It was great.." she cheered quietly. "I feel.. I dunno, awesome.." He laughed at her tone of amazement and they kissed once more, only this time, he was the one that didn't want to pull away. "By the way, your smile is very contagious." she giggled in a very schoolgirl like manner. "Gracias, Nikolina." he nodded, kissing the back of her hand. Polite men aren't dead here in Valencia, she thought with a great deal of levity, maybe I should move here. While she continued to think and smile in a highly positive matter, he moved aside some of her hair from her face. Amador began to kiss Nikolina's collar bone, then moved up to her neck with more aggression. "Stop it.." she giggled while putting her hands on his shoulders. "Besides, I want to be on top now, if that's okay with you." "It's perfectly fine," he laughed, holding on to her hips as he turned onto his back. "having a woman with these urges is completely new to me. I must say I find it attractive." "Well, I think that's kind of cute." she mused in his ear. "Women here in Spain must do things differently if you haven't encountered a woman like myself yet." Being in the dominant position at anytime during the night wasn't really what she wanted to do, but letting someone else gain a 'life experience,' so to speak, seemed to make it more fun. With her new perspective on the night, Nikolina proceeded to gently kiss behind Amador's ear and pushing some of his hair back, becoming more aggressive as she reached his neck. He shifted his position slightly, enjoying the interestingly demanding behavior of the female on top of him. "Are you going to try and give me a hickey?" he joked while stroking her sides. "Some people call it a hickey," she smiled before lifting her head up to look at him. "I call it marking territory." Before Amador could respond, Nikolina kissed him assertively, which wasn't denied in the least bit. The way he allowed her to kiss him caught her off guard, no one that I've been with has let me do that, especially Broderick, she thought disdainfully. As their kiss went on, the more she didn't want what was going on to be a one-night thing. I can't tie down a man that I just met, she thought nervously, but then again, we've already had sex. While the kiss started to falter, the pondering female thought if the man under her felt the same was she did, making her finally pull away. Amador looked up at Nikolina as she sat up with an odd look across her face. "I was enjoying that," he admitted in a slightly jocular tone, hoping to lighten her expression. "is something wrong?" Shaking her head, she began to run her index finger down his chest. "No.." she blinked, looking down at him innocently. "I have a question, but I'm a little afraid to ask you." His eyebrows were raised as he cupped her chin with his right hand. "There's no need to be afraid," he attemped to reassure her, stroking her cheek with his thumb. "ask me whatever you'd like." A tiny smile that exuberated shyness came across her face as she gazed down at him. "I was going to ask if you minded if I was on top this time around," she admitted innocently. "because I'm still really turned on.. if it's not a problem with you." Her tone of voice was soft and inviting, as was the look on her face. The moonlight from the large, nearby window cast down on the both of them, but moreso her than him. The way she was positioned made her give off the appearance as some sort of seductress. Her smile reminded him of the vampire movies he watched for his multiple film classes in college. She made him think about the few female leads that tempted their male victims before doing whatever else they'd like with them. She'd be a sexy vampire though, he thought as she leaned in closer. "It's definitely not a problem," he smiled before giving her a brief kiss. "do what you'd like." "I sure will." she laughed bashfully while running her hands down his chest. She started off slowly, sliding up and down on his member, a small moan parting from her lips. Her body was still recovering from her first orgasm, making starting off fairly difficult for her. Amador could tell Nikolina was having trouble in a sense. "Are you alright?" he questioned, holding her hips. He thrusted up into her, causing her to moan loudly in a mix of pain and pleasure. The pain was minimal, but the pleasure was fairly overwhelming. Obviously, she wanted to say no, but her body was urging her to say yes. "I don't know.. I," she began to frantically think aloud, laying on top of him. Nervously, she burrowed her face in the crook of his neck and sighed while running her fingers through his hair. "yeah, I want you to.." Gladly, he began to "assist" her, matching his thrusts with her pace. More moaning came from the partially exhausted female as she gripped his shoulder. Occassionally, she began to ride him faster, making him groan lowly every few moments. An underlying urge of her's was for him to experience the pleasure she did earlier, making her think of a way to also "assist" him. Nikolina gradually started using more motion in her hips. She rolled her hips seductively, almost as if she was doing one of the many exotic, Hispanic dances she had learned. "I don't know if you knew this prior to this encounter, but you're very good at this." he managed to sigh. His comment made her smile weakly as she gently sucked on the side of his neck. "No.. I didn't actually." Nikolina spoke fairly quietly. "And whatever you're doing, you're good at it too.. you just might make me score another orgasm really soon.." The way he was touching and helping her along had a sense of urgency behind his actions, tipping her off that he might reach his limit soon too. Of course, he wanted to see her satisfied, which meant watching her reach her climax again. While Nikolina sucked on a sensitive area on his neck, Amador slyly unhooked her bra and slipped it off of her. He sat up and pushed her back slightly, taking in her pure form. She didn't even bother trying to cover up as she was too busy with making him reach his own climax. His eager tongue flicked over her nipple, making her moan through her teeth. With his free hand, he circled her other nipple, gaining more of a reaction. She gripped his shoulders and moaned continuously at a high audible volume. He found pleasure in watching her reach her limit along with her tongue on his neck, being turned on even more. Finally, he moved his attention off of her busom as he felt her walls quiver around his member for a split second. The pair laid back down on the bed, with Nikolina vigorously riding Amador with everything she had. Both of them moaned at the same time, signifying the end. She bit his neck again, only by a subconscious thought as he dug his nails into her hips. The two of them moaned in unison, feeling an extreme mix of ecstacy and pleasure. His hot, white seed jetted into her as her wet walls squeezed around his swollen member, milking him for everything he had. They both stayed like that for a few minutes at most, a sweaty, satisfied, heap in the middle of the bed. With a large sigh of relief, Amador threw his head back while stroking Nikolina's sides. Her body quaked momentarily as she purred in happiness. "That. Was great." he admitted to her with a kiss to her temple. A smile of agreement appeared on her face as she laid her head on his chest. "It was amazing.." she grinned uncontrollably. "but, I have another question.." "Which might be?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. "What do you like to do afterwards?" she inquired innocently, looking up at him with a slightly pitiful look. He laughed at her for a moment and put his arms around her waist. "I like to cuddle my women until they fall asleep," Amador informed her. "if that's what you were trying to get me to tell you." Nikolina happily put her arms around his neck and kissed him gently. "Works for me.."