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"No."
She turned back to protest. Yes, she did, but Ramiro's lips on hers stopped her. Shock froze her though his lips were warm, very warm, and soft, the softest she had kissed. His lips rested on hers for a few seconds before his head turned. He teased the suddenly-sensitive corners of her lips, then a tongue joined the game he was drawing her into, a game in which she had no knowledge of rules and only him. Yet her hands returned to him, light on his bare shoulders where the skin was warm and muscles strained and pushed under her palms.
Blood roared in her ears as Ramiro deepened the kiss, a slow, sure devouring of her mouth, her tongue. He was hard and thrusting between her legs. Despite the fabric between their bodies, she hissed at the undeniable bulge pressing and nudging at her pussy. A rough tingle began between the lower regions of their bodies, and Ramiro must have felt it, too, because his hips started rocking against hers. Her legs climbed to his side before her ankles crossed at the middle of his back.
"Ramiro." She closed her eyes, pulling her mouth away from his kisses. Less than twenty-four hours ago, she was engaged. Shorter than that, Tanner broke her heart. Way faster, she turned around to break Ramiro's. The guilt nagged at her, but his lips brushing random freckles on her cheek, down her neck, pushed this dimness back and back. She was terrified. Not of Ramiro. But because nothing was stopping this now.
No Temperance.
No Tanner.
No guilt.
Her hands grabbed his boxers as Ramiro lowered his head and started mouthing and licking her tits through her t-shirt. She bent her legs at an impossibly wide angle that had his cock practically fucking her to get it off. He groaned as she bared him and whispered, "Minx," against her mouth when he took it back. As they kissed, he tugged at her t-shirt.
Carmen was reduced to panting and moaning his name, receiving his kisses, and offering herself. She raised her arms so he could pull the t-shirt off. But Ramiro stopped as it was halfway up her arms. As she stared at him in confusion, his green eyes twinkled, and he pressed his hands on her trapped arms, telling her they were to remain like this with a quick incline of his head. She bit her lip and watched as his pupils enlarged at the sight of her naked chest, the slight mounds of her breasts, and the star piercing that framed her aureoles held by studs threaded through her nipples.
Her breasts swelled under Ramiro's scrutiny. When he flicked his tongue around one nipple, she wailed.
He stopped and looked at her. "Sensitive?"
She shook her head wildly. "Keep going," she gasped.
He grinned and nuzzled the area between her breasts. "God, I've wanted to see these again. I had no idea. Fucking had no idea," he said before wrapping his lips around her nipple again. He sucked loudly, drawing another cry from her. She struggled to free her arms, writhing and squirming, and Ramiro put a hand over them to stop her.
"No. Stay like that." He winked at her. "If you touch me anymore I'm going to embarrass myself. Do you have any idea how intoxicating you taste? It's steel," he placed a tender kiss on her nipple. "Steel and woman."
Then without warning, he hooked his fingers in her underwear and yanked them down. "I thought you didn't wear these," he continued, amused at her blush. "You disappoint me, minx."
"I wear panties," she retorted as she dragged them down her legs before flinging them away. He elbowed her legs open and grinned at her. "Sometimes I just skip them. Oh.God." She moaned as Ramiro pressed his tongue on her clit.
He kissed and licked her, heightening the rising tension in her body. Then he tortured her some more when his fingers fucked her. They were sharp, deep thrusts in her cunt, curling and turning. Too much.Too good.She curled her legs, but Ramiro grunted and flattened his palms on her thighs, spreading her wider. He sucked on her clit hungrily, and his fingers fucked her vigorously. She couldn't tell if the sounds she was hearing were his wet kisses or the deep forays of his fingers inside her. She looked into his eyes before she had to look away, unable to take the intensity beaming from his gaze. A few strokes, a few more turns of his tongue on her clit, and she shattered, her cry piercing the quiet of the morning.
She was still shaking from her orgasm, her vision washed with golden stars when she felt Ramiro's lips back on her. She blushed as she tasted the bittersweet tang of her cunt from his tongue and blushed even more, when she managed to free her arms from the t-shirt to cup his face so she could suck on his tongue. He purred against her lips, and she giggled. Then she started touching him again.
"Minx," Ramiro licked her lips,a pleading note entering his voice. "Maybe don't touch me so much. I haven't fucked in over a year. I want to make this last, make this good for us."
As his lips resumed kissing her breasts, Carmen's ardor began to thaw, replaced by the stubborn return of sense. Oh god. They were going to fuck.
She was his manager! They were friends!
Not when they fucked.
Oblivious to the change in her mood, Ramiro turned his head to suck on her other nipple, his fingers pinching and plucking at the one he had just left. "I knew you'd be sweet."
"Ramiro." She said, her voice sounding disembodied. "Ramiro. Ramiro. Stop. Please, stop."
She must have sounded afraid because he immediately pulled away. He sat back on his heels, and she wrestled the shirt back on. Her breasts were heavy with arousal, and her nipples were worse, tight, and painful at the interruption. Ramiro rolled to the side, and she caught a glimpse of his cock, golden and erect. Blushing, she rose from the bed.
"This was a mistake," she managed to say, hugging herself to hide her traitorous nipples. Tugging the t-shirt to hide her cunt was useless because it was too short.
Ramiro looked disgruntled as he covered himself with a sheet. He rubbed his eyes and sighed loudly. "You're right. You're engaged. I'm sorry."
"No. Tanner and I are over."
He looked at her, surprised. "Since when?"
"Last night. Just last night. Ramiro, no. We can't do this."
