Page 100 of Hidden By His Side

“I’ve got you, baby girl,” he breathed over her damp and sensitized nipple. “I’ve got you.” He lifted a little, staring at her splayed out on top of the desk, his eyes hungry. “You look like a goddamn meal.” His finger left her to her whimpered protest. “I just need a taste.”

The way he sucked his finger into his mouth made her clench down on nothing. They both moaned. She couldn’t help but remember how hard she’d come the other morning, when his face had been between her legs. Her eyes slid down her body. The way her legs were spread around him was sexy. She was sexy. She’d never felt that way about herself before, even with all they’d done.

Ramiro slipped the same finger back inside her, watching her face. He pumped all too briefly, then dragged it out and up, licking it with his tongue this time. The sight of that pink flesh curling around and savoring every drop of her made her pant.

“I want to use my mouth on you again. Drink right from the source. Would you like to try that?” Ramiro asked, searching her eyes.

Summer hesitated, anxiety creeping in, but nodded anyway. Ramiro wanted this, and she kind of did, too. She could do this. She could let him go down on her.

“I need the words, baby girl. You want my mouth on you?” His hands moved under her thighs, stroking. “Or do you want me to fuck this ripe pussy of yours?”

She licked her lips. If she said the last part was what she wanted, she knew what to expect. He was licking the trace of her off his lips, though, and she wanted to please him.

“Your mouth first,” she decided. “But if I don’t like it…” She bit her lip. She could still let him do it, even if she got caught up inher head.

“You can always change your mind.” He pushed her legs up and out, opening her to the air even more.

There was a vulnerability to it, but now she could look down her torso even better. His eyes remained on hers as he lowered his face between her legs, the need in them intense. Summer’s hands smoothed her skirt flat so she could see him better.

“That’s it. Eyes on me while I taste you,” Ramiro murmured right against the aching part of her. His tongue came out slowly, long and pink, swiping along her slit.

Summer gasped through the sensation. The drag of his tongue didn’t reach where she wanted it, but seeing the way he licked her was doing something to her head. Her mind melted and all that existed was Ramiro and his hunger for her.

He continued to lick and stroke, his sudden moan vibrating against her, making her hips try to push closer, to get pressure, but she had no leverage.

“Still want it?” he asked, his lips kissing her clit. The brief press shot through her, and she cried out, but he only gave her that one brief touch, lifting his head to stare into her eyes, as if waiting for her to say something.

Only one word came to her mind. “More.”

His tongue thrust inside her, the sensation new and different and unexpected. He pushed his tongue out of his mouth as far as it would go each time he thrust in, as if wanting her to see what he was doing.

Ramiro looked smug and sexy and like he was completely hers, there between her legs. There was something so intimate about watching him taste her while he stared into her eyes.

She whimpered again, her hands finding his where they continued to hold her thighs, needing to touch him, needing to hold on to him.

“Please,” she begged again. What his tongue was doing looked filthy, but he wasn’t hitting that ache at all.

Then his tongue slid out and up, right where she needed, and her legs shook as he licked and licked. He groaned as her body tried to arch, and his movements changed. She’d heard it called ‘eating out’ before, and the way his mouth worked over her down there, the way he buried his face so close, putting as much of her in his mouth as he could between flicks of his tongue over her clit, made her feel like she really was his feast.

Ramiro was doing this to her. He had his mouth all over her and was making hungry groaning noises, mixed in with a slurping sound because she’d gotten so soaked.

Then he sucked her clit into his mouth, and she screamed as she came, staring into his eyes until her own lost focus and she felt dazed by how hard and long the orgasm held.

His tongue lapped at her slit, dragging her wetness into his mouth. “You taste so fucking good. Again. I want you to come all over my face again.”

He went back to feasting.

It felt good, it still looked just as sexy, but Summer’s body loosened and relaxed, completely sated. Little spikes of sensationzipped inside whenever he lashed her clit, but not enough to bring her back to peak.

Ramiro’s hum vibrated against her as his hand shifted out from under hers on her thigh, pressing her own hand against her skin. “Hold yourself open,” he murmured, then lowered to suck on her clit as his fingers found her slit and thrust inside.

Summer hadn’t realized how empty she felt until his fingers filled her. Ramiro’s other hand held her thigh down harder as he thrust his fingers into her with enough strength to shift her body.

Her breath caught with the next burst of sensation as his fingers fucked into her roughly, so roughly her breasts bounced, just like he wanted.

“That’s it. Look at the way my hand fucks into you so beautifully. I promised to fuck you on top of this desk, didn’t I?” He lifted his head, his eyes glittering as his fingers pounded into her, hitting that spot inside that was already making her body shake, making her drip around his hand. “I know you can come again. Scream for me, baby girl. Clench down on my fingers and gush all over my face and scream at how good I can make you feel.”

His lips closed around her clit again, and he sucked as his fingers pushed into her, stimulating that spot inside that pulsed in need.

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