Page 20 of Hidden By His Side

Her hand stilled on his crotch. “Having you over me, your weight on me, made me feel trapped. I knew it was you, and that you’d never hurt me, but I still got scared.”

He rubbed his hands over her back, trying to soothe her. “Thanks for telling me,” he murmured, pushing down theimages that formed, ones of those assholes holding her down, trapping her while she was drugged and dazed.

His hand slid down over her ass before gripping her thigh and hooking her leg over his side again. “What about this? No fear? You can still breathe?”

Her hands moved to the back of his neck. “No fear,” she agreed, kissing him.

He moved his hand between them, teasing her clit first to remind her body he promised her pleasure, not pain. As he circled, her hips tried to shift toward him, and he captured her soft gasp before she deepened the kiss. He loved the way Summer tried to devour him with her mouth. His finger stroked directly over her clit, and the pinch around her eyes faded, the daze of desire melting the last of her tension away.

His finger found her slit, pushing inside. She arched into the intrusion, taking him deeper. He was the one to groan when she chased his retreat, and he pumped into her once, twice, before adding a second finger.

Her mouth stilled against his as she focused on the intrusion, wrinkles forming on her forehead.

“Does this feel good?” He withdrew his fingers enough to sink back into her slowly, the heel of his palm grinding against her clit.

She made one of those soft little whines, her body trying to move into him, but lacking the leverage. He pulled back enough to thrust, making her cry out against his mouth.

She bit his lip with the next thrust, making him groan as the pain mixed with the decadent squeeze around his fingers. She dove into his mouth again as she began rocking into his motions, taking his fingers so well. The tight friction of her was going to drive him wild.

He continued to pump into her, increasing the pace, wanting to test how much she could take. She gasped and moaned the longer he fucked her with his fingers, but there were no flutters around his hand. She enjoyed him going deep, but she wouldn’t come from that. He slowed, grinding against her clit again before curling his fingers inside her and rubbing over the bundle of nerves along her inner wall. Soon she was dripping all over his hand, her legs shaking, those small grunting noises she made shooting straight to his cock. He pumped his fingers over that perfect spot, and she muffled her scream against his mouth as she came.

She fell back limply on the bed when Ramiro rose. Her sexy hum of protest as he withdrew his fingers tightened his own need into an ache sharper than he’d ever felt before.

He sucked her taste from his fingers, groaning at the proof that she wanted him. He licked himself clean to her watching gaze. Then he began to strip, forgetting about his shoes and almost tripping himself.

He was so gone over this woman, and the feeling was the sweetest thing he’d ever felt. Before dropping his wallet on top of the pile of his clothes, he removed the condom from inside. He sucked in a breath as he stood there, trying to calm his racingheart. He’d never been this riled up. His freed cock was already thirsty for her, the crown nearly free of the foreskin and wet with a drop of pre-cum.

Summer glanced at it before her eyes darted back up to his face.

He ripped open the condom, pulling back the rest of his foreskin as he rolled it on. “You still want me inside you?” he asked.

Her skin flushed the most gorgeous red as she nodded. “Please.”

He was going to be inside her. The thought made him lose his breath, and he reached for her, dragging her ass to the edge of the bed, enjoying the way her beautiful blonde hair spread out behind her.

“What are you doing?” she squeaked as he continued to position her.

Her bed was small, but high off the ground. It was still a little short for him to line up perfectly, but Ramiro could make it work. He slid her knees over his arms, widening her legs and curling his hands under her ass to lift it.

“Go ahead and look.” He squeezed her ass, drawing her gaze down to what he was doing as she rose on her elbows. He stared into her pink, plush cunt, wet and begging for him. A shudder rushed through his body as he nudged it with his sheathed erection. “You want my cock? Watch every inch of it sink inside.”

Ramiro pushed forward, feeding her just the tip, watching it disappear. “Oh, fuck. You already feel so perfect, squeezing the head of my cock like that.”

She let out a low moan, shivers running through her legs, her eyes locked on where they were connected.

Her soaked and slick cunt let him rock into her inch after inch until he was buried fully. His cock stretched and impaled her, and she felt so fucking good. His breathing stuttered. He held still, searching her face.

Summer was panting, her lips parted as she stared at their connection with wide, blown eyes.

He rocked into her, testing the friction. “You like my cock inside you, baby girl?” he asked.

Her flush darkened as she nodded, her gaze lifting to focus on his eyes.

He pulled almost fully out before pushing back inside, watching her arms shake as her head fell back with a moan.

The friction of her around him felt too good not to do it again, and he used his grip on her to pull her into his next thrust.

“Ram!” she cried, her arms giving out. She stared into his eyes from her prone position, their locked gazes everything.

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