Page 83 of Hidden By His Side

“Fuck, Summer.” His hands tightened as he rocked against her. “What that idea does to me.” Ramiro took in a deep, shuddering breath. “But I never want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.”

“Or scare you. I was an idiot last time. I lost control because I’d never been so close that fast, but I never should have rolled you to your back.”

She shook her head. “Just keep going if that happens. Even if I tense up.”

“Not gonna happen.”

“Please, Ram!” She struggled to lift her head, and he loosened his grip until she could tilt her head back to meet his eyes. “I can work through the nerves. I have before.”

“Not with me. If you’re not enjoying it, I can’t enjoy it.”

She tried to hold on to her frustration, but she couldn’t, not with his eyes so warm on hers. “I don’t like that it still happens, but I trust you. Maybe it can get better with you.”

His hand sifted through the strands of her hair. “We can work on that when we’re not having sex.”

“Okay. And if I don’t tense up, you won’t stop, not until you come. Even if I tell you I’ve had enough.”

“No. I stop if you say to stop.”

“But I don’t really want you to. I just start to feel… overwhelmed.” And tired, she admitted to herself, but the admission wouldn’t get him to agree.

“Overwhelmed?” Ramiro asked.

She nodded, liking the way his fingers tightened in her hair. “No one else has made me orgasm, but with you, it’s like I can’t stop. At least that’s how it felt last time.”

“Fuck,” he breathed out. “Are you saying you’d keep orgasming, Summer?”

“I think so.” She wasn’t really sure, but she’d say anything to keep that intent look on his face. It made her excited. “I get overwhelmed and I say stop, but I don’t really want to stop. I’m just not sure I can handle more.”

“You can handle it.” His hands slid down her back until he gripped her ass, rocking her against him. “I love making you feel good.”

She arched her back, her breasts drawing his gaze. “Touch me, Ram. Touch me and don’t stop. Show me I’m enough for you.”

“You’re enough. You’re everything.” His hand slid to her thigh again, where it rested over his hip. “I’m going to make you feel so good, baby girl.”

Excitement sizzled through her when he bent his head, latching on to her nipple.

Ramiro looked desperate for her, as desperate as she’d always wanted him to look, and it loosened something inside of her that she wanted him to take away forever.

Chapter 27

Summer’s skin felt so good under Ramiro’s hands. Her ass was round and soft and squeezable. Her back was silky smooth, and she arched into him when he slid his hand up to the back of her neck. His fingers curled around her neck gently, his thumb stroking over her pulse point, and she shuddered.

“Your neck is so sensitive. I love that.” He used his grip on her ass to drag her up his body, away from his already needy cock so his mouth could nuzzle her neck.

Summer gasped as he mouthed her, moaned when his tongue flicked at her skin, and cried out his name when he finally sucked.

“Ram! Please, Ram.”

How could she think she wasn’t enough? She was so fucking responsive that he was dizzy. It was Summer’s voice in his ears, Summer’s skin that he marked as his.

“I’m yours, baby girl. Only yours.” He lifted his head, staring into the face of the only person he could ever love. “Since our first time together, it’s been you for me.”

She blinked, her hand sliding up his chest, making every inch of him tingle. “But you didn’t come.”

“You keep saying that.” Ramiro gave a swift kiss to her lips, not letting himself lick inside like he wanted just yet. His forehead pressed against hers as he pulled her body close. “I came that first night, filled up the condom. You’d already passed out, so I’m not surprised you don’t remember.”

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