How He Fucked Me Raw Without a Word

In the heart of Paris, under the glow of the Eiffel Tower, Emma, a 28-year-old French woman with fiery red hair and emerald green eyes, was sipping her espresso at a quaint café. She was a petite woman, with curves in all the right places, and a smile that could light up the night. Across the street, 32-year-old Luca, an Italian man with dark hair and piercing blue eyes, noticed her. He was tall, muscular, and had a rugged charm that was hard to ignore.

Luca made his way to the café, his eyes never leaving Emma. He sat down at her table, extending his hand. “Buongiorno. I couldn’t help but notice you from across the street. You have a radiance that’s impossible to miss.” Emma smiled, taking his hand. “Bonjour. I’m Emma. And you are?” Luca smiled, his eyes sparkling. “Luca. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Emma.”

They spent the afternoon talking, laughter filling the air between them. Emma felt a spark, an undeniable attraction that was hard to ignore. Luca, with his soft Italian accent and charming demeanor, was making it difficult for her to focus on anything but him. As the sun began to set, Luca suggested they take a walk along the Seine. Emma agreed, her heart pounding in her chest.

Hand in hand, they walked along the river, the city lights reflecting in the water. Luca pulled Emma close, his arm wrapping around her waist. She leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder. He turned to face her, his eyes searching hers. “Emma,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “I can’t stop thinking about you.” He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers. Emma closed her eyes, her lips parting as his tongue traced the seam of her mouth. She let out a soft moan, her body pressing against his.

Luca deepened the kiss, his hands roaming her body. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples through the fabric of her dress. Emma gasped, her body arching into his touch. Luca’s hands moved lower, cupping her ass, pulling her against his growing erection. Emma could feel the hard length of him against her stomach, and it sent a shiver down her spine.

Luca broke the kiss, his eyes dark with desire. “Come home with me, Emma,” he whispered. “Let me show you how I’ve been dreaming of touching you.” Emma nodded, her body aching with need. They hailed a cab, their bodies pressed together in the back seat, their hands exploring each other’s bodies.

Luca’s apartment was a cozy loft, filled with warm lighting and soft music. He poured them each a glass of wine, his eyes never leaving hers. Emma felt a blush creep up her cheeks as she took a sip, the wine warming her body. Luca set his glass down, stepping closer to her. He cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing against her cheeks. “You’re so beautiful, Emma,” he whispered. He leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss.

Emma’s hands found their way to Luca’s shirt, her fingers unbuttoning it slowly. She pushed the fabric off his shoulders, her hands running over his muscular chest. Luca groaned, his hands moving to the zipper of her dress. He pulled it down slowly, his eyes locked on hers. He pushed the dress off her shoulders, his hands cupping her breasts. Emma’s breath hitched, her nipples hardening under his touch.

Luca’s hands moved lower, his fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties. He pulled them down slowly, his eyes darkening as he took in her naked body. He ran a finger along the seam of her pussy, a low moan escaping his lips. Emma gasped, her hips bucking against his touch. Luca’s finger slipped inside her, his thumb finding her clit. He circled it slowly, his finger moving in and out of her. Emma’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body aching with need.

Luca’s other hand found its way to her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple. Emma let out a moan, her body arching into his touch. He leaned down, his mouth capturing her nipple, his tongue flicking against it. Emma’s hands found their way to his pants, her fingers unbuttoning them slowly. She pushed them down, her hand wrapping around his hard cock. Luca groaned, his hips bucking against her touch.

Luca lifted Emma, carrying her to his bed. He laid her down gently, his body covering hers. He captured her mouth in a passionate kiss, his cock rubbing against her pussy. Emma could feel the hard length of him, and it sent a shiver down her spine. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her hips bucking against him. Luca broke the kiss, his eyes searching hers. He entered her slowly, his cock filling her inch by inch. Emma gasped, her body aching with the sensation.

Luca’s hips moved slowly, his cock sliding in and out of her. He leaned down, his mouth capturing hers in a passionate kiss. Emma’s hands roamed his body, her nails digging into his back. She could feel the pleasure building inside her, her body aching with need. Luca’s movements became more urgent, his cock sliding in and out of her faster. Emma’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body arching against his.

Luca broke the kiss, his eyes locked on hers. “You feel so good, Emma,” he whispered. “Your pussy is so tight, so wet.” Emma let out a moan, her body aching with need. She could feel the pleasure building inside her, her body on the edge of orgasm. Luca’s movements became more urgent, his cock sliding in and out of her faster. Emma’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body arching against his.

Luca’s hand found her clit, his thumb circling it slowly. Emma gasped, her body bucking against his touch. The pleasure was too much, her body convulsing as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock. Luca groaned, his body tensing as he came, his cock pulsing inside her. They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.

Luca rolled off her, his arm wrapping around her waist. He pulled her close, his lips pressing against her forehead. “That was incredible, Emma,” he whispered. Emma smiled, her body still aching with pleasure. “I know,” she whispered back. They laid there for a moment, their bodies pressed together, before Luca pulled away, his eyes darkening.

“I want to taste you, Emma,” he whispered. He moved down her body, his lips capturing her nipple, his tongue flicking against it. Emma gasped, her body arching against his touch. He moved lower, his lips tracing a path down her stomach, his tongue dipping into her belly button. Emma let out a moan, her body aching with need.

Luca’s tongue found her pussy, his mouth capturing her clit. He sucked on it gently, his tongue flicking against it. Emma let out a moan, her hips bucking against his touch. Luca’s fingers found their way inside her, his thumb finding her g-spot. He rubbed it slowly, his fingers moving in and out of her. Emma’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body aching with pleasure.

Luca’s other hand found her ass, his fingers massaging it gently. He slipped a finger inside her, his thumb finding her clit. He rubbed it slowly, his fingers moving in and out of her. Emma’s body convulsed, her orgasm crashing over her. Luca groaned, his tongue lapping up her juices. He moved up her body, his cock sliding inside her easily.

Emma wrapped her legs around his waist, her hips bucking against his. Luca’s movements were urgent, his cock sliding in and out of her fast. He leaned down, his mouth capturing hers in a passionate kiss. Emma’s hands roamed his body, her nails digging into his back. She could feel the pleasure building inside her, her body on the edge of orgasm.