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circles around her clit.
Then he went farther down, penetrating her for a while, until he kissed his way back up.
She could barely breathe long enough to emit any sounds. All that existed was the feel of his lips and tongue and his searing hot breath. She never knew what to expect. Each time she neared climax, he slowed down or his mouth moved elsewhere, prolonging her ecstasy in a way that would have been painful if he wasn't so damn good.
Then finally, after he spent a good while flicking his tongue across her clit as he sucked on it, she pressed her ankles against the back of his neck and used all of her strength to hold him there.
Ramon let out a loud chuckle against her and stayed in place, increasing his pressure until she shouted those joyful sounds. Her body twisted uncontrollably, making it hard for him to hold her still. But he did, until she was motionless and panting for air.
"Holy shit," she muttered. She wiped a few beads of sweat from her forehead and opened her mouth wide to get as much air as possible.
"So, I guess you enjoyed that?" Ramon propped himself up on his side, smiling down at her.
Marcy opened her eyes, rolled them, then closed them again as he laughed.
After a little while, she thought she heard Ramon pull something out from under the pillow beside her. When she saw him holding an unopened condom wrapper, she said, "Do you always keep those under your pillow? You have that many women in here?"
Ramon huffed a breath out of the side of his mouth. "No. Why would someone do that? I was hopeful. Put 'em there for you."
"Okay." She gave him a thoughtful look, unsure what to believe. But she instinctively bent her knees, opening her legs to show him she was ready for round two.
"Mmm." His eyes went up and down her body as he opened the wrapper. As he unrolled the condom, he said, "I'm so glad you're here."
Marcy detected a hint of sadness in his tone, as if he had said those words without realizing it. Maybe he really was glad she was here. Was he lonely and in need of some female attention? Maybe he wasn't the player she assumed.
But a guy doesn't get that good with his tongue unless he has a lot of practice , she thought.
Her thoughts melted away at the feel of his body between her thighs as he maneuvered into position. He flashed her a sexy, crooked smiled and thrust into her.
Marcy smiled up at him, and suddenly his mouth was on hers, his tongue plunging between her lips as he rocked into her.
She curled her arms around his back and gave in.
His rhythm was slow at first, until she let out a moan much louder than she intended. He let go of her mouth and touched his forehead to hers, gazing longingly into her eyes. Then he put his hands down beside her and lifted his chest, his movements faster and deeper.
Marcy reached up and held his shoulders, her fingers gliding along the lines of his well-defined muscles. He was the sexiest man she had even been under in her entire life. His long-lashed eyes twinkled down at her. Full lips, bright red from kissing, opened and closed as he breathed.
It was a sight she wanted to see more of in her future. And as he went faster, she found herself hoping she would.
Many minutes later, Ramon inhaled in tiny gasps as he came. Then he lowered his body and planted a kiss on her forehead before rolling away beside her, panting and smiling.
She tucked her head down and smiled back at him weakly, now feeling timid.
"Don't worry…" he said between breaths. "Not done yet… let me rest up…"
"Good," Marcy giggled out.
He laughed and reached forward to cup her jaw. "So pretty…" and then he kissed her again, his skin sweaty and his chest still heaving.
She tried not to look disappointed when he let her go, but she already missed him.
He rolled to his back, his eyes fixed on the ceiling as he finished catching his breath.
Feeling a draft in the room, Marcy pulled the sheet across her naked body. "So," she said, "Do you invite a lot of women to your
Then he went farther down, penetrating her for a while, until he kissed his way back up.
She could barely breathe long enough to emit any sounds. All that existed was the feel of his lips and tongue and his searing hot breath. She never knew what to expect. Each time she neared climax, he slowed down or his mouth moved elsewhere, prolonging her ecstasy in a way that would have been painful if he wasn't so damn good.
Then finally, after he spent a good while flicking his tongue across her clit as he sucked on it, she pressed her ankles against the back of his neck and used all of her strength to hold him there.
Ramon let out a loud chuckle against her and stayed in place, increasing his pressure until she shouted those joyful sounds. Her body twisted uncontrollably, making it hard for him to hold her still. But he did, until she was motionless and panting for air.
"Holy shit," she muttered. She wiped a few beads of sweat from her forehead and opened her mouth wide to get as much air as possible.
"So, I guess you enjoyed that?" Ramon propped himself up on his side, smiling down at her.
Marcy opened her eyes, rolled them, then closed them again as he laughed.
After a little while, she thought she heard Ramon pull something out from under the pillow beside her. When she saw him holding an unopened condom wrapper, she said, "Do you always keep those under your pillow? You have that many women in here?"
Ramon huffed a breath out of the side of his mouth. "No. Why would someone do that? I was hopeful. Put 'em there for you."
"Okay." She gave him a thoughtful look, unsure what to believe. But she instinctively bent her knees, opening her legs to show him she was ready for round two.
"Mmm." His eyes went up and down her body as he opened the wrapper. As he unrolled the condom, he said, "I'm so glad you're here."
Marcy detected a hint of sadness in his tone, as if he had said those words without realizing it. Maybe he really was glad she was here. Was he lonely and in need of some female attention? Maybe he wasn't the player she assumed.
But a guy doesn't get that good with his tongue unless he has a lot of practice , she thought.
Her thoughts melted away at the feel of his body between her thighs as he maneuvered into position. He flashed her a sexy, crooked smiled and thrust into her.
Marcy smiled up at him, and suddenly his mouth was on hers, his tongue plunging between her lips as he rocked into her.
She curled her arms around his back and gave in.
His rhythm was slow at first, until she let out a moan much louder than she intended. He let go of her mouth and touched his forehead to hers, gazing longingly into her eyes. Then he put his hands down beside her and lifted his chest, his movements faster and deeper.
Marcy reached up and held his shoulders, her fingers gliding along the lines of his well-defined muscles. He was the sexiest man she had even been under in her entire life. His long-lashed eyes twinkled down at her. Full lips, bright red from kissing, opened and closed as he breathed.
It was a sight she wanted to see more of in her future. And as he went faster, she found herself hoping she would.
Many minutes later, Ramon inhaled in tiny gasps as he came. Then he lowered his body and planted a kiss on her forehead before rolling away beside her, panting and smiling.
She tucked her head down and smiled back at him weakly, now feeling timid.
"Don't worry…" he said between breaths. "Not done yet… let me rest up…"
"Good," Marcy giggled out.
He laughed and reached forward to cup her jaw. "So pretty…" and then he kissed her again, his skin sweaty and his chest still heaving.
She tried not to look disappointed when he let her go, but she already missed him.
He rolled to his back, his eyes fixed on the ceiling as he finished catching his breath.
Feeling a draft in the room, Marcy pulled the sheet across her naked body. "So," she said, "Do you invite a lot of women to your
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