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great against his fingers. He pinched her nipples and then moved to step behind her.  From here he pushed her forward so he could enter her wet depths from behind. He loved the angle she was at and the way it pushed him against her g-point. He knotted his hands into her hair and pulled her head back biting her neck as he pushed deep inside her. He loved watching her move against her restraints. Loved watching her give into to the pleasure with her voice and loved the fact that she couldn’t see what he was going to do next.
    He pushed harder and harder and just as it seemed she was about to cum he pulled out, moving to stand in front of her and watch ing her whimper. She looked radiant and sensual all at once. He pinched her nipples, hard and then moved around behind her again. Sandro drew back and smacked Katrina’s ass sharply, the mark of his hand showed in a faint red print across one cheek. She moaned and her feet turned inward against the restraints. He smacked her again, repeatedly.
    He plunged his dick back into her, rocking her forward with the motion. Katrina caught her breath and then shivered with pleasure. Sandro started working her clit in circles, fast and powerful while he guided his shaft in and out of her. He wanted to make her cum on his prick. He bit her shoulder, pumping smooth motions in and out of her as he worked her to greater pleasure with his hands. He had never been with a woman that gave herself so freely to lovemaking. Just as he was thinking this he felt Katrina spasm and her muscles clamp around his cock. The sensation pushed him into his own orgasm. The two of them jerked together for a moment and then Sandro moved away to release her.
    The rest of the afternoon was spent talking about art. They shared stories of who was an up and coming sensation and who they thought was relatively lame. They talked about what direction her gallery should head and where she would find good examples of this type of work. Sandro had plenty of ideas for Katrina’s gallery and she was happy to hear them. They spent hours discussing what they might do and how they would see each other again as well.
    “Of course we could always just decide to just stay in Malta.” Sandro had just been explaining how fantastic the light was here when he made this suggestion. Katrina laughed it off claiming the impossibility of it. This lead to further discussion on how developing a deeper relationship might not be the direction they needed to rush into. It was a comfortable conversation in which both of them agreed perhaps seeing each other occasionally might be best for the time being.
     
    Making Arrangments
     
    Though staying in Malta like the two of them had joked about wasn’t an option, coming back in a few months was. They talked about writing and finally settled on not making any pre-arranged communication plans. Sure, they exchanged contact information but neither one thought that it was important that they make a point of setting up times for dates or phone calls. They would show up and see where their romance took them again. Perhaps it would grow into a further, deep commitment and perhaps it would forever remain their secret retr eat. Either way, neither Sandro nor Katrina would ever think of a Mediterranean beach in the same way again. They decided coming back to reignite their lust at least in a few months and on into the future would be a great way to get started.
    They had spent this last afternoon of Sandro’s going over the work that Katrina had picked up at the festival. They shared ideas on how best to manage the artists that Katrina had picked up and what would be a great layout for the work once she got it home. It was during this conversation that Sandro stated he needed to paint her. He said it simply and without providing the opportunity for Katrina to deny him. Before Katrina had become a water color artist she had been a ballerina. She’d told him the full story and how s he had suffered an