Chapter 21

21. Sex, soul, and heart

Nina began to dance... at first she had her hair tied up in a ponytail, like a messy bun, and after a few movements she let go of her long hair, which reduced her sensuality a little, and in another moment she had already gotten rid of her high heels, and was barefoot, which made him even more attracted to the light movements that the transparent stockings and bare feet allowed her to execute with such ease.

In the blink of an eye, her expression turned serious. He was lost in every movement she made. The music was perfect! The drinks they had both been drinking also helped them to see everything perfectly. Nina was relaxed. Just watching her dance, studying her facial expressions, he could have sworn she was horny as hell. And she certainly was.

Like a child of Venus, David loved beauty. The smell she exuded, the colors of that typical Brazilian samba dancer's outfit, all of it stirred his libido. He knew how unique this moment was for both of them. He was sure that she would never repeat it. And he knew how special he must be for her to be doing it right before his eyes. When Nina finished the dance he got up and walked over to her. He knelt and put his head in her lap for a few seconds. She was embarrassed and at the same time confused. She didn't know what to do at that moment. He held her by the face and said:

- You are a very special stranger. You should have the world at your feet, Nina. You are so beautiful! You can't keep hiding from life forever. - said David, in a slightly inebriated tone of voice.

- I don't want the world at my feet, David. I don't want anyone at my feet. I'm not hiding. This is who I am. I'll never be anything more than I am now. And that's good. I don't need anything else. - Nina answered, holding him back by his face. And gave him a light seal on his lips.

- Not even from me? - David asked, looking wistful.

- We promised not to talk about it. We promised not to promise anything, and we promised not to have any good-byes.

When Nina noticed that the mood between the two of them was turning towards sadness, she quickly took action, started making jokes out of context, pulled him to dance, did anything to divert his attention. She changed clothes and they danced to a lot of Latin music, they looked like a professional dance couple, so involved were they in each other's movements. They were totally into each other.

Between one dance and another, they continued to savor the most diverse tropical drinks that Nina knew how to make. Among them: caipirinha, caipirosca, caipifruta and other Brazilian drinks. They continued the evening with games where Nina chose the rules. They would spin a bottle and the other had to pay a command. Nina made him strip, dance to several rhythms that she had taught him, make him a parade, wear lipstick, paint a nail pink, make him wear her clothes, and he didn't let it go lightly either, he invented a thousand funny things for her to do. - Amazing the chemistry of the two!

- You see, Rich. Our evening was more fun here than in any crowded club in the world! Wasn't it?

- Yes it was, Nina. Thank you very much for the evening.

The next day they both slept late again. They were avoiding being together with too much free time inside that house when there were only a few hours left before he was to board a plane for the two of them never to see each other again. His luggage was already packed. Nina made sure to make a special dinner. She wanted to keep her mind occupied in the kitchen. She lit candles with vanilla essence throughout the house and made a typical Brazilian dish, they are my favorite.

She had made a date with him at 6:00 pm, even though they were two steps away from each other. They dressed appropriately for a date and punctually sat down at the table to enjoy the beautiful meal she had made with so much love. Everything had acquired a special taste that day. The intense and heated glances, the taste of the last meal she had prepared, every touch as if it were the first touch.

After dinner, they put on some old romantic music and danced as if they were at an end of a 60's dance. He liked that kind of courtship. She wanted to remember him like that, smiling, dancing, making beautiful memories that would make them crack a smile every time they felt alone in the world.

- I want to make love to you, David. - said Nina just after the last song ended. - Don't pick me up like that, I want to feel you as a whole. Body, soul, and heart. - He wouldn't take her like that anyway, he also had feelings at that moment. - She said, leading him by the hand.

She slowly laid him down, undressed him. She began massaging every part of that body that represented the source of her desires, she used oil that contained a smell that would impregnate her soul. A soft, intoxicating passion fruit scent, she rubbed it over every part of that muscular body, while gently kissing every detail of it. He felt loved, cared for, felt relaxed and safe, delivered into her hands. Completely surrendered in her arms.

He groaned at every touch of your warm lips on his skin. The moaning didn't represent only carnal pleasure, but the feeling of being well. Really good. He squeezed his eyes shut when she reached certain parts of his body, like his groin, for example. Then Nina began to draw the whole shape of his body with her tongue. She would run the tip of her pink tongue over his lower abdomen and gently up to behind his ear, and then down the sides of his chest until she reached his genitals. David clenched his jaw in pleasure. It was like a tantric massage.

He did the same with her. He drew her on his fingers, massaged her with his large, firm hands. He memorized every detail of her in his mind. Her lips were fuller and rosier, her face more flushed, her skin warmer, sweatier, and when there was no more petting between them, it was inevitable to love each other. They made love. They gave themselves to each other as they had never given themselves to each other before. That last time had a different flavor. A taste of love and a taste of pain.

They rubbed their faces against each other in a different way, it felt like they wanted to get into each other's skin. The penetration was different. It seemed as if there were no bodies, they could hear each other's heartbeats, they slowly exploded, again and again, and again... Nina cried feeling the warmth of his lips, she felt chills listening to his aching moans. It was not possible to describe that farewell. She sighed and let the tears flow... They hugged each other tightly. They wouldn't leave each other!

- David. I want to give you what you want so much. - Nina whispered, positioning herself on all fours on the bed, her buttocks tilted and her breasts resting against the bed as she turned her face sideways to look into his eyes.

David's face lit up like a fireplace, a living fire. He no longer knew where to get the strength to endure so much sexual appetite. He moved closer to her, massaging her buttocks with great dedication, squeezing them, running the palm of his hand up her back, hips, and down again. He squeezed that apple-shaped ass very hard as if he were squeezing a fruit. Nina was all moans! He used one of the oils that were on the nightstand to soak her around the opening of her anus, he did the same thing with his male member, following the body of the penis up to the scrotum, filling it with natural oil, while making circular movements at her entrance, it was the height of arousal.

He placed the glans and frenulum of the shaft of his penis, which are the parts where most of the nerve endings are located compared to the clitoris, i.e. the most sensitive parts of his member, at the entrance to Nina's anal opening. He held Nina by the waist with one hand while he let the penis slide into her very gently.

Nina at this point was all moans and groans. She was grateful for years of practice in meditation and concentration at that very moment. She took a deep breath, trying to enjoy the sight, David was not a man at that moment, the expression on his face was that of a mating animal. This excited her like never before! You could feel his hard-on coming out of his eyes. You could smell the lust coming out of his pores. The more David's cock slid a few inches inside her the more she moaned. A moan mixed with arousal. He was moaning too, a loud, manly moan! Until Nina couldn't take it anymore:

- "OH MY GOD!" No more. Stop, stop, stop!

And they both stayed still for a few seconds.

- Nina, try to relax!

- I can't. I can't. It hurts too much. Just finish it, please! Come soon!

- Do you want me to come inside you? - he asked, feeling goosebumps all over his body.

- Yes, isn't that what you wanted?

- Yes. Are you sure?

- Yes, but hurry up!

David was making a superhuman effort not to cum inside her from the moment he penetrated her. As he withdrew from her privates, he felt every inch of her anal walls, felt every inch of his penile skin sliding out, then he made a few movements entering her again and withdrawing, following this ritual for a few seconds slowly. Nina howled like a she-wolf, and hearing her there was no way for him to hold back that burst of orgasms, one after the other. He was out of breath. His muscles were all contracted and he couldn't think straight. He carefully pulled out of her, lay down beside her trembling body, and hugging her tightly, asked her if everything was alright, his voice out of breath almost unable to finish the sentence. He was wet with sweat. Nina answered that everything was fine.

David and Nina woke up entwined in the early morning hours. The alarm clock broke the silence of the peace that enveloped those two bodies, which were snuggled up to each other seeking refuge.

- The time has come! Come on, love. - David opened his eyes and looked at her deeply. She had never called him love before. - We have to go. Come on! - she added.

Sometimes she made him feel like a little boy. There was a sense of comfort in the way she treated him. The two of them drove to the airport holding each other's hands in Nina's car. David was driving this time.