and sucking on my clit, my hands are in his hair, pulling to guide his mouth where I want it, my legs spreading further apart for maximum thrills.
All I can hear now is my own rapid breathing and the thump of my pulse in my ears. I hold his head still and rock my hips back and forth over his tongue, pausing at my lips so he can bite and suck them, before plunging forward and letting his tongue roam inside me again. This time I’m in control, it’s as though I am playing with myself, only with the help of his luscious mouth.
“You’re so wet” he murmurs into me.
“Then come here” I say back, pulling his hair gently upwards.
He stands instantly grabbing my buttocks and lifting me off the ground. I part my legs so they are either side of him; the arch we are under is just the right size so I can rest my feet on the opposite wall, allowing me to take at least some of my weight.
He enters me slowly, by his erection it’s obvious that he’s enjoying our open air session, without me even touching him it stands to full attention, filling me inch by inch as he pushes in.
Locking my legs out straight I can pin myself to the wall, my back pressed firmly against the smooth stone, so Carlos is free to thrust at will.
He doesn’t take it slow for long, quickly upping the pace, my hands on his chest, his hands still fondling my ass, as he slams into me over and over.
Moving one of his hands he slips it down his side, so it’s on the inside of my leg and grasps my knee, pushing it up until my leg drapes over his shoulder. This new position lets him go even deeper, I want to scream my ecstasy out loud, but I know I have to keep quiet, so I bite down hard on my lip.
Suddenly he pulls my one straight leg up to match the first on his other shoulder, I no longer have any control, “Put your arms around my neck” he says hurriedly, I immediately comply. Keeping one hand beneath me and wrapping the other around my back, he steps away from the wall and lowers us both to the floor.
“I couldn’t stand not kissing you” he explains, letting my legs slip off his shoulders, so I can re-position them to be locked around his waist, he leans down and kisses me longingly. At this angle we can both thrust, finding our rhythm and building up speed, his lips never leaving mine. I can feel every sensation intensify and I know what’s coming “I’m going to cum” Carlos warns.
“Yes baby” is all I can put into words.
He just makes it before me, but the feel of him cuming inside me brings me to orgasm. We lie together trembling in the aftermath, letting our muscles relax and recover; Carlos stroking my hair and leaning in to kiss the tip of my nose, enjoying the peaceful afterglow of sex.
Luckily we hear the commotion before we see anyone, I have just enough time to jump up and snatch my knickers off the ground and push them into Carlos’s pocket before the group emerges round the corner. My dress is askew and I’m covered in sandy dust from the floor. If Carlos is anything to go by we both look flustered, sweaty and overall guilty; but we saunter away through the slowly forming crowd and make our escape back onto the main path before collapsing in hysterics.
“My heart is racing!”
“I’m sorry; I do have that effect on women” Carlos jokes back.
“That was so close; you bring out the worst in me Mr. Johnson” I say giving him a playful shove. Taking my hand in his and placing a kiss on my knuckles, “I bring out thebest in you” he murmurs seductively.
It takes another hour to reach Nohoch Mul, its forty-two metres tall which makes it the highest in the Yucatan peninsula according to the leaflet. Standing at the bottom it could be a hundred meters tall for all I know, it looks as though the summit literally touches the clear blue sky above it.
We start a slow, steady ascent; the steps are uneven and polished from years of being trampled by tourists; the only support being a weathered piece of rope, attached to the top then laid out down the steps to the bottom. It is little, to no use as