For the first time, Eugene pumps into me faster than a leisurely pace. And I fucking love it. I grip the blanket underneath me and feel as though I’m tearing it to shreds. When his lips find mine again, I eagerly return pressure and our tongues meet. I feel him everywhere, and when his building pace becomes too much, I pull my face away and gasp. “Eugene, you’re gonna make me cum,” I moan. He looks down at me, his movements picking up and he watches my face. Faster and harder, Eugene pumps into me and the fire inside me explodes. I scream and my back bows and I grip his shoulders tightly. “Don’t stop,” I beg as my orgasm ignites all my nerves and I hear him whisper ‘fuck’ under his breath. My body writhes beneath him when finally he joins me. Eugene groans and buries his face in my neck. His hips jerk against me, and eventually start to falter. When we both stop completely, my exhausted body goes limp as he lays on top of me. That was fucking amazing. Panting hard, I pull my hair. Ten, if you're running like the devil was after you, as I was. But it was sixty minutes from the nearest village by vehicle along the circuitous road up here. The nearest Polizia Provinciale was a single man three villages away. He sure as hell wasn't coming up here after a Mafioso hit. He would wait to call in the big guns: the Carabinieri, stationed in Firenze who were paid the big euros. The US marines actually arrived first, and in force by helicopter. They landed in the only practical place for a helicopter to land but they dropped onto my largish landmine causing mayhem and multiple deaths. By then I was long gone.With the local roads the way they were and the size of the D model Fiat's engine, it took me four hours to get out of the mountains. As soon as I had mobile reception after the foothills I made one unanswered phone call, then deep sixed that phone. If she was still alive, the Colonel would meet me at the Sydney dock in four months. It took another eight hours to the.
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