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Head, Heart, Loins	By : EGBFan Category: +1 through F > Extreme Ghostbusters Views: 1436 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Desire
- 2-Sex
- 3-Love
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2. Sex
The tender, sensitive Eduardo was real. He had to be. Over time, Kylie saw so much evidence of this that her logical head could no longer deny what her romantic heart had been telling her for longer than she cared to admit. Meanwhile, her loins were now crying out for him so desperately that she'd started to question how much it really mattered if the full-of-shit Eduardo turned out to be more real than she hoped. Okay, so maybe she'd get hurt, but she'd get over it.
On the day that Egon and Janine got married, and phrases such as 'about time' and 'fucking finally' were floating around, Eduardo and Kylie may both have realised on some level that there was a lesson in it for them, though neither of them was thinking further ahead than the end of the evening. Throughout the day they kept looking hungrily at each other, hearing nothing but their own hearts beating, with unsaid words and halted kisses almost tangible on their lips. Both became dimly aware of the gossip that was building up around them, but neither of them cared. When at last the guests were allowed to fill the dance floor, the two came together like opposite poles on a pair of magnets, and swayed and kissed and gently caressed each other for they knew not how long.
Eventually, Eduardo had to pull away from Kylie and take a few deep breaths. Like just about every other guy, he'd already suffered his fair share of embarrassing public erections during high school, and he wasn't keen to add another one to the list. It nearly happened, though, when she raised herself up on tiptoe and said close to his ear, 'I want you to take me home with you, Eduardo.'
This was too good to be true. No, it wasn't true; he must have misheard. So he stooped down to her ear and said stupidly, 'You want me to what?'
'I don't want to wait anymore,' she said, and led him by the hand off the dance floor.
They kept their hands on each other all the way up the stairs to his apartment. When they got through the door, he was half hard already and her clit was tingling, an entirely familiar sensation but more intense than usual. As soon as the front door was closed, they fell against it and kissed deeply. Kylie relaxed into his embrace; her bag slid down her arm and onto the floor.
Eduardo pulled back from her, laughed nervously and said, 'Anything fragile in there?'
'I don't have a fucking clue what I put in there right now,' Kylie said breathlessly, and kissed him again. 'Oh God, I want you.'
'I want you too,' he said. Then suddenly he let out a ragged breath, leaned his forehead against hers and said confidingly, 'I'm so nervous.'
Surprised and touched by this, she gently caressed his face and said, 'I'm nervous too, baby.'
He didn't think she could be as nervous as he was. He was so turned on, he could finish in the next few minutes if he wasn't careful, whereas she might not finish at all if he did something wrong. He was terribly afraid of disappointing her. He wanted to do something right for once. He wanted her wet and flushed and panting in his arms.
She kissed him once more, softly this time, then skirted around him and walked to the centre of the room where she began to undress, smiling to herself when he turned on the light. He watched her for a moment, mesmerised, then began to remove his own clothing. He hadn't felt comfortable in it all day, it was so stiff and formal and not him. He didn't know how Kylie had felt in hers, though of course she'd looked beautiful as always. Now, as she peeled it all away, she was too beautiful to be true.
A number of seconds passed, perhaps a minute, in which they stood and stared at each other's naked bodies. She was very like he had pictured her after that flimsy nightshirt afforded him such an accurate framework, and any differences he'd imagined were so small as to be instantly forgettable. She smiled at him, raised her arms and pulled her hair behind her head so he could see every last inch of bare skin. She liked the way he was looking at her pert breasts rising and falling rapidly with her desire for him, and at her damp inner lips swelling just visibly against her slit. She was fascinated by him too, and spent some seconds just staring at his beautiful torso heaving with his rapid breaths. She had caught glimpses of him topless before, and remembered these well for her fantasies, but his cock was not quite like anything she'd ever seen. She looked with interest at the smooth layer of skin, and at the ridge where the head was emerging, and wondered about it.
Each of them was longing desperately to touch the other, but Eduardo was determined to exercise self-control, so Kylie was the first to give in. She walked over to him and pressed her body against his. He exhaled heavily, took her face in both his hands and murmured, 'Is this really happening?'
Kylie, in a moment of liking him immensely as well as wanting him, grinned mischievously and pinched his left nipple between her right forefinger and thumb.
'Ow!' he said, not really meaning it, and they laughed.
'Not dreaming. I'm really here, and I really want you,' said Kylie, running her hands over his neck and chest and shoulders, feeling the frantic beating of his heart and sending shivers of lust through both of them.
He stroked her face and her hair with a gentleness that surprised her, smiling as he grazed her nose with the pad of his thumb, then lowered his head and began kissing her throat and neck. She gasped at the tingling sensation that shot from his lips straight down to her pussy, then gave him a little shove towards the sofa-bed, already set up for the night in anticipation of him coming home tired. He collapsed onto it and made himself comfortable while she went over to the front door, crouched down and started rummaging around in her bag on the floor. After several seconds had elapsed, she let out a noise of intense frustration and said, 'God, where is it?'
Eduardo laughed and said, 'I got some in the bathroom, if that helps.'
'It's okay, sweetie, I found it,' said Kylie, and walked over to him with a little foil packet in her hand while he watched her, still mesmerised by her body.
In one fluid motion she climbed over him, placed the condom on one of the bookshelves beside the bed and spread her legs over his lower abdomen. Feeling her pussy hot and wet against his skin, he had to put his hands on her, and began by caressing her thighs. Breathing deeply, her heart racing, she brushed his neck with her fingers, then lowered her head and began kissing and licking the hollow at the base of his throat. She stayed there for some time, savouring the taste and the texture and the urgent little pulse beating under her tongue, surprising him a great deal with her devotion to this part of his body that he'd been barely even aware of. She then began kissing her way down his torso, enjoying the movement of his pecs and abs under her lips as he panted with desire.
As she neared his cock, she repositioned herself to lie down beside him and, supporting herself on her left elbow, she grazed her hand over his abdomen and then heard him catch his breath as she ran a finger along his shaft. She explored him slowly, pleased and aroused by his sighs of pleasure, first massaging his balls in her palm and then moving her hand up the length of his tightening foreskin. She watched the subtle movements of his cock and balls, fascinated, feeling the foreskin sliding with her hand as she squeezed and caressed his rigid shaft. He was moaning his approval, but as she wasn't familiar with uncut men she became afraid of doing something wrong, so she abandoned the foreskin and ran her thumb over the head, finding it slick with pre-cum.
'Dios mío,' he gasped, and Kylie felt another delicious wave of desire course through her. She made her way back up to his top half, leaving his cock and balls behind (somewhat to his relief), and said throatily, 'Speak more Spanish to me, Eduardo.'
He was surprised and delighted. Here was something he could do without fear of embarrassing himself; something that came so naturally and easily to him that he didn't think of it as any more sexual than breathing. But clearly Kylie did. Eduardo shifted his position, encouraging her onto her back, and began to caress her arms and whisper in Spanish that she was beautiful; that she made him hard; that he could hardly wait to be inside her... and she sighed with the longing it all stirred in her, though she couldn't understand more than one word in five.
Still whispering Spanish at intervals, Eduardo stroked her thighs and abdomen, kissed her neck again and made her pussy quiver, then ran a hand lightly over her breasts. He found that each was a perfect fit in his palm, warm and soft and bringing sighs of pleasure from her as he touched them. He bent his head and took first one hard and tingling nipple between his lips, then the other, while his hand sailed down over her abdomen to her hips, her thighs, her buttocks, and finally her pussy. He slid a finger into her slit, and when he felt how wet she was he let out a heavy, bestial sigh. Smiling, Kylie cupped his chin in her hand, lifted his head to meet her gaze and murmured, 'All because of you, baby.'
They started kissing again, and as they did so Eduardo ran two fingers over her soft and swollen inner lips, moved down to her vagina to soak his forefinger in her juices, then slid it back up to her clitoris. It was easy to find, full and hard as it was, and she sighed when he started to caress it gently with his finger. In the first soft waves of her build-up, she was aware that he was doing all the work now, so she reached down and took his cock in her hand, sliding her palm over the shaft and teasing the head with her thumb.
They continued to pleasure each other like this, kissing all the time, and his arousal mounted quickly while she sighed softly to the rhythm of her slower build. In his nervousness, he began to wonder how well his technique was working for her. It was an unnerving thought, but it at least served to temper his own excitement, which had again almost threatened to overcome him. Trying to suppress his doubts, he went on stroking her clit with circular motions, his cock throbbing in her hand until she lost her grip and her arm fell limp at her side. Eduardo was encouraged by this reaction, and he could not doubt its sincerity when he found more and yet more juices at her opening each time he re-wet his finger, his tongue still delving into her mouth all the while, where it was received hungrily. When she completely lost control of her side of the kiss, he planted pecks on her forehead, her nose and her mouth until her head lolled away from his and she lay with her lips parted, her moans becoming louder and longer, her eyes closed in ecstasy.
'Oh, I'm getting close,' she said at length, shuddering as an intense wave of pleasure shot down from her clitoris and rippled through her vagina. 'Stop a moment, sweetie.'
Eduardo obediently withdrew his hand. Kylie took a moment to recover herself, then retrieved the condom from the bookcase, tore it from its packet and rolled it onto his cock, eliciting a deep, throaty growl from him as she did so. She then positioned herself on her back and spread her legs. Hardly remembering to breathe at all now, Eduardo manoeuvred himself between her thighs and slid easily into her.
'How's this?' he murmured, as he began moving his hips back and forth.
'Mmm, good,' said Kylie.
'You have to tell me if I'm not getting your clit.'
He said exactly what he meant; at this stage there was no point in dancing around with euphemisms, and besides, he wanted to impress her with his knowledge. It worked. She found him even more desirable now that she knew he wasn't after a magic 'spot' so deep inside her that it could only be found on the end of a phallus and which, as far as Kylie was concerned, was as mythical as the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Besides that, her heart was now swelling with the near certainty that he really was sensitive and caring, with his outer shell there to conceal self-doubt, and unjustified self-doubt at that if his performance in the bedroom was anything to go by.
'I didn't know you'd be so sweet,' she said, reaching up to stroke his face and his hair.
Of course, Eduardo thought, he'd given her no reason to think he'd be anything other than a disappointment. Her eyes and her smile were having the strangest effect on him, making his heart feel like it would burst. Never would he have imagined that, once inside Kylie's wet and willing pussy, he'd have an overwhelming urge to kiss the cute little upturned point of her nose. This he did, then bent his head to kiss her neck as he thrust into her again.
'I want you to love being with me, querida,' he whispered, still afraid he wasn't doing enough.
'I do,' she said. 'Oh God, I do! Oh Jesus, that's fucking perfect. Mmm, Eduardo!'
'Kylie...'
She began moving her hips in time with his as he slid in and out, in and out, his pelvis rocking against her clit. She moaned and gasped and said his name, running her fingers through his hair, raking them down his back, his buttocks, stroking his upper arms and shoulders, lifting her head to kiss his neck and chest and that delicious dip above his breastbone.
Their breathing came shorter and sharper as their pleasure mounted, Eduardo moaning and sighing as he felt the pressure building, and Kylie's vocalisations increasing in volume until at last she came, with a succession of high-pitched screams. Eduardo finished seconds behind her, relieved and amazed and proud and pulsing with arousal in knowing that he had helped her to come so hard. He too came vocally, his orgasm intensified by these feelings, and by its being twice delayed, but most of all because he was with her.
After they had uncoupled, and Kylie was lying with her eyes closed and her breathing heavy, she heard Eduardo getting up and disposing of the condom in the kitchenette, then going over to the front door and switching off the light. She was uncomfortably reminded of the post-orgasmic moments she'd experienced on her own, in which she couldn't block the image of him just getting up and walking out, although she knew he was unlikely to go to such extremes in his own apartment. Then suddenly he was lying beside her, stroking her hair and kissing her on the forehead.
'Buenes noches, querida,' he whispered.
Eduardo was woken in the morning by Kylie climbing over him and kissing him briefly before making her way to the bathroom. It was so fleeting, and he was so nearly still asleep, he couldn't help wondering if that had been the last of a wonderful dream. But soon enough he was brought to full consciousness by the sound of her moving around and turning on the taps, which made him very aware that he needed to use the bathroom himself. As such, he was up on his feet as soon as he heard the door click open.
When they met by the partition wall, both still totally naked, Kylie grabbed Eduardo's goatee and pulled him down to her for a kiss. She made a growling noise in the back of her throat, then released him to ask, 'You said you've got some in the bathroom, right?'
'Right,' said Eduardo, remembering their brief conversation concerning condoms the night before.
'Bring one,' said Kylie, and she gave him a squeeze on the butt as she made her way back to bed.
Eduardo knew that all of this was incredibly sexy, and once his bladder was emptied, his loins quickly got on the same page as his head and, yes, his heart as well. Did Kylie know how much this meant to him? Just how much, he wondered, did it mean to her?
When he came back from the bathroom, he got onto the sofa-bed in a sitting position and Kylie had mounted him before he had time to lie down. He smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist with an unwrapped condom in his hand, while she ran her fingers through his hair and bent her head to kiss her favourite areas: his shoulders, neck and chest, and most particularly the meeting place of his two collarbones. She was surprised to realise she was hornier even than she had been the night before – because the nerves had gone now, she supposed, as she came up for air, showing him a look on her face that sent pleasure signals from deep in his balls right to the tip of his cock.
'God, you're so hot!' Kylie said breathlessly.
'Eres hermosa,' Eduardo replied, equally breathlessly, and his balls gave a twitch as she sighed against his lips and he felt her hot juices dribbling onto his thigh.
His cock and her pussy were close together, both weeping with desire. Eduardo retrieved his hands from behind Kylie's back and rolled the condom onto his erect penis. She shifted an inch or two to give him room, still keeping her hands on his shoulders, and felt a fresh shiver of lust in that brief moment when he was touching himself. She then got closer once again, pressing herself against his right flank and moaning when he cupped her left breast in his hand and her nipple hardened to his touch. She stopped doing any of the work at this point, giving herself up to him as he remembered and replicated the things that had made her crazy the night before: kissing her neck, caressing her nipples and whispering to her in Spanish.
'Eduardo...' she moaned, her head lolling forward onto his shoulder.
'Kylie,' he whispered in her ear, his right hand snaking down her abdomen. She was writhing, moaning and dripping with desire; surely, he thought, she was ready for him to touch her clit. He stroked her hot outer lips with the backs of his fingers, and she let out a moan of hunger, pressing her upper body against his and burying her face in his neck.
'Yes!' came the muffled response to his touch, so his forefinger found her engorged clitoris and began teasing it gently. 'Oh, yes! Eduardo!'
There were more words to her vocalisations of pleasure than there had been the last time, and Eduardo's cock twitched and wept pre-cum into its sheath as he listened. She bucked her hips, her moans and cries getting ever louder and letting him know not to stop under any circumstances. Her voice in his ear and her juices on his fingers were making him feel like a god. He would never have believed that she wanted him as much as this, and his name on her lips gave him every reassurance that it truly was him, and only him, that she wanted.
'Eduardo!' Kylie yelled, as a wave of intense pleasure rippled through her. 'Aah! I'm gonna come!'
Eduardo's cock leapt at the words, and he let out his own bestial groan as she ground against his finger, screaming so loudly that he couldn't help turning his head a little so her mouth was no longer right by his ear. Thinking over all that had happened, he now deduced that, when it came to penetration, Kylie could take or leave it in terms of reaching orgasm. Evidently she had wanted him inside her for the first time he made her come, but he wondered if perhaps this second climax was more satisfying, or at least easier to reach, with such direct stimulation to her clitoris. Well, he thought, it was going to be a lot of fun finding out, for both of them.
'Oh my fucking God,' she moaned against his neck, as her orgasm subsided. Then, feeling his finger drop away from her clitoris a little earlier than she would have chosen, she pressed herself against his flank as the last few waves of pleasure shot through her. When she had more or less recovered, she raised her head and looked into his eyes.
'Wow,' said Eduardo, staring in disbelief at her glazed eyes, flushed cheeks and parted lips.
'Yeah,' she said, giggling. 'Wow. Okay, sweetie, your turn.' She shuffled a little to her right so that she was directly in front of him, then raised herself onto her knees so that her pussy was hovering above the tip of his rigid cock. 'Like this okay?'
'Better than okay,' he breathed. 'Querida, you can do anything you want.'
'I want to make you feel as good as I just did,' she purred, taking his cock in her hand as she lowered herself onto it. He sighed as he felt the warmth of her pussy through the condom, then moaned as she moved her hips back and forth and his foreskin began sliding within its sheath, sending waves of pleasure dancing over his cock-head. He seemed now to have very little to do, and Kylie smiled to see him lean against the back of the sofa to watch her and revel in the sensations. This position wouldn't work so well in her bed with the metal headboard, she thought, but never mind; there was still plenty more for them to do at her place, perhaps later that very day.
Much like Eduardo a few minutes earlier, Kylie felt pleased with herself as his moans became louder and the movement of his hips more urgent. As his orgasm approached, he closed his eyes and pulled her to him, apparently wanting to feel her body against his; she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close as she felt his cock twitch inside her and he moaned and gasped against her shoulder. He was coming, without feeling the need for any announcement, and Kylie couldn't help feeling a little awkward when she remembered that she had embraced that particular urge a few minutes earlier. She knew there was absolutely no reason why she should feel awkward but, quite illogically, she felt more self-conscious about this than any part of her body or any other sound she might make.
As Eduardo's moans died away, Kylie went on moving her hips, and then suddenly found he was holding her so tightly that it impeded her movements. This made her stop altogether, which was just what Eduardo had wanted her to do, as there came a point when he really needed to keep still for his own comfort. It had been a long time since someone else had been in control of the overall movement, and he had only remembered in that moment that this was something he ought to communicate to his partner.
When he came back to his senses, he was afraid he had offended her by stopping what she was doing, and from there he started to worry that he had blown the entire thing. He pulled back his head and shoulders, encouraging Kylie out of the embrace they were still in so he could look at her face and try to gauge how she was feeling.
She pulled back too, and smiled at him. 'Good?' she asked.
Eduardo smiled back. 'Unbelievable.'
They kissed once more, tenderly, and then Kylie snuggled into his arms where she stayed for several minutes. But an unwelcome thought was coming into her mind, and soon enough, she voiced it: 'We'll have to go to work soon.'
'Hmm,' said Eduardo. 'I guess we are short-staffed right now, aren't we?'
'Do you care if someone makes a stupid joke when we arrive together?'
'By “someone”, I assume you mean Garrett,' said Eduardo, sliding out from underneath her. 'And no, I don't give a shit. Do you?'
'No,' said Kylie, staying on the bed while he went over to the kitchenette. She leaned her arms on the back of the sofa and watched him take off the condom, smiling to see how he struggled to contain the cum she had drawn from him as he tied a knot in the end, and taking in with interest the sight of his flaccid cock now tucked snugly away inside its foreskin.
'You want some coffee?' he asked, as he threw the condom away and then went to wash his hands at the sink.
'Mmm, please,' she said, and then watched the coffee-making process in smitten silence until he decided to put on a pair of jeans, at which point she said, 'You know you're sexy as fuck, don't you?'
'If you think so,' said Eduardo, 'that's all I care about.'
She went on looking at him, then sighed throatily and said, 'Oh God, Eduardo, do you know what you did to me? I never dreamed you'd be as good as that, sweetie.'
'You were good too, babe,' he said, smiling. 'You were incredible.'
She began to look pensive. 'Was I? You seemed to be doing more work, and I didn't bother asking you if you liked whatever I was doing.'
'You're more complex than I am, Ky. Trust me, if you're naked with a guy and you're touching his dick, he likes it.'
'Oh yeah?' said Kylie. 'Well, I've heard that men's bodies are more complicated than a lot of women think. I bet there's loads of stuff I don't know about yours that you could show me.'
'I don't know about that,' said Eduardo, and touched the top of his breastbone with two fingers. 'Believe it or not, I didn't know I liked being licked just here; you seem to know more than I do.'
Kylie smiled. 'Well, I'm glad you liked that, but of course I don't know everything. I'll confess, I didn't know if I should do something different when I saw you weren't circumcised. Should I have?'
He didn't answer her question, but looked worried and said, 'Does it bother you?'
'Of course not – don't be silly. Sweetie, I think your body is gorgeous. Don't you like it?'
'My body, or just my foreskin?'
'I don't know,' said Kylie, suddenly curious to know exactly what he was thinking. 'Both, I guess.'
'I like my body and I like my foreskin,' said Eduardo. 'It actually does give me a lot of pleasure, if you really want to know.'
'I do,' said Kylie, and her smile deepened. 'I want you to love being with me, querido.'
To his consternation, it made him uncomfortable to be reminded of his own sensitivity. He broke eye contact and found some mugs for their coffee, saying, 'Yeah, well, it's no big deal – it's just like whether you have sugar in your coffee or something. People don't generally get their sons circumcised where my parents came from.'
'Maybe you also like it because you're proud of your heritage,' said Kylie, wishing he'd say more. 'I know you are proud of it... I mean, I think I do. You can make it really hard to recognise when you're full of shit, Eduardo, you know that?'
Eduardo couldn't miss the frustration in her voice, and he became even more uncomfortable. He met her eyes again, and tried to lighten the tone by saying, 'You were full of shit when you told me you weren't a screamer.'
She forgot her frustration for the time being, and laughed. 'Oh, that's old news – you found that out the same exact day.'
'I didn't know if it applied to other contexts, though, did I?'
Kylie dragged herself out of bed, found his shirt from the day before and put it on. It smelled deliciously of him, and her skin tingled against the fabric, filling her with memories from ten hours before and ten minutes before.
'Actually, babe,' she said, 'I don't think I've ever screamed as loud as that before.'
The implications of this filled Eduardo with conflicting feelings of godlike glory and crushing disbelief. 'Really?' he asked.
'Of course really,' said Kylie, going over to him. 'I wish you'd have more faith in yourself.'
She spoke tenderly, caressing his arms and smiling up at him, but expecting him to slam on the brakes by saying the first stupid thing that came into his head. He didn't do that, as it turned out, but he had to fight the urge. He didn't want to reveal too much of what he was feeling, but he knew this would be an extraordinarily bad time to put her off; it was amazing how often he seemed to have to choose between the two. This time, he simply didn't say anything, but bent his head to her neck and stopped his words with kisses.
'Oh God, that's good,' she murmured.
'I thought so,' he said.
'Eduardo...?'
'Mmm...?'
'If you want to do this again sometime...'
His head snapped up and away from her as though on elastic, and he looked at her in disbelief. 'Are you kidding?'
'I mean,' she said, thinking that he looked hurt, but she never could be sure about such things, 'I really want to do this again... on a regular basis... so I think we should stop by the sexual health clinic at some point. It'd be smart to get ourselves checked out, wouldn't it?'
'Every idea you have is smart,' said Eduardo.
'I hope so,' said Kylie, without really meaning to, still unable to dispel her doubts about him.
Eduardo looked impassively at her for a moment, his mind frantically running through all the reasons she had not to trust him. Then he said, 'It'd be smart to stock up on condoms too, huh?'
'Yeah, it would,' said Kylie, 'but we wouldn't have to if I went on the Pill.'
Eduardo's natural defence mechanisms told him that this was a perfect opportunity to be one of those guys who were jerks about wearing condoms, and he really had to fight himself now that she seemed to be doubting him. Don't give her a reason to think she's right, he told himself, so even though he was incredibly turned on by the thought of going into her unsheathed, he kept it to himself. What he said was, 'We'll still need about a week's worth.'
'I guess so,' said Kylie, and smirked. 'I wonder how many that would be.'
'Could be hundreds,' said Eduardo, and kissed her. 'Could be thousands. I can never get enough of you, querida.'
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