"I want—" I start, but cut myself off, embarrassed by what I was about to say.
"Tell me," Ramsey demands, his free hand delivering a sharp smack to my ass that makes me yelp. "What do you want, baby? You know I'll give you anything."
I swallow hard, gathering my courage. "I want you inside me. Everywhere. I want to feel you everywhere."
He groans, the sound vibrating against my cunt. "Fuck, baby. You're gonna kill me talking like that."
His thumb presses more insistently against my asshole, the pressure building until the tip slips just inside. The stretch burns slightly, but in the best possible way, making me gasp and push back for more.
"That's it," he praises, his voice thick with desire. "Taking my thumb so well. Such a good girl for me."
The praise washes over me like warm honey, making me melt further into his touch. He works his thumb in and outgently, never pushing too far, while his tongue continues its assault on my pussy.
"You're mine," he growls against my pussy. "Every fucking inch of you belongs to me."
"Yes," I whimper, because it's true.
His thumb withdraws, and I whine at the loss until I feel something wet replacing it—his tongue, circling my asshole in a way that should be dirty but just feels incredible. I bury my face in the sheets, embarrassed by how much I'm enjoying this, how desperate I am for more.
"Don't hide from me," Ramsey commands, his hand fisting in my hair and pulling my head back. "I want to hear every sound you make while I eat this perfect ass."
His tongue pushes inside me, fucking in to my ass in shallow thrusts that have me seeing stars. I'm moaning shamelessly now, all embarrassment forgotten as pleasure overrides everything else.
"Ramsey, please," I beg, not even sure what I'm asking for anymore. "I need you."
"Stop rushing me," he growls, his tongue flat against my hole. "You have me, Reese. All of me."
His words hit me like a fucking freight train. I try to look back at him, but his grip in my hair keeps me facing forward.
"Only you," he continues, his voice dropping to that dangerous register that makes my thighs quiver. "Only ever fucking you."
His fingers slide into my pussy, two thick digits curling to make my vision blur. I'm so wet it's embarrassing, my arousal coating his hand, dripping down my thighs.
"Always fucking you," he promises, thrusting his fingers deeper.
I can't form words anymore, just desperate, animal sounds as he works me from both ends.
Ramsey's fingers fuck into me harder, faster, his tongue matching their rhythm.
"Come on my fingers," he demands, his voice rough with desire. "Let me feel this tight little cunt squeeze around me."
That does it. I explode around his fingers, my pussy clenching and pulsing as waves of pleasure crash through me. I scream his name, over and over, as he works me through it, never letting up, drawing out my orgasm until I'm a trembling, sobbing mess.
"That's it," he praises, his fingers still moving inside me, gentler now. "So fucking beautiful when you come for me."
I collapse onto the mattress, my legs finally giving out. Ramsey follows me down, his body covering mine like a warm blanket. I can feel his cock, hard and heavy, pressing against my ass.
"Holy fuck," I mumble into the sheets, trying to catch my breath. "That was...I've never..."
He chuckles, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. "We're just getting started, baby."
I turn my head to look at him, and the hunger in his eyes makes my spent pussy clench all over again. His lips are wet with me, his beard glistening in the dim light.
"You smell like soap and sex," he murmurs against my skin, his breath warm and ticklish. "And a little bit like me."
I hum contentedly, too fucked-out to form actual words yet. His cock is heavy against my thigh, thick and hot anddemanding attention. I can feel pre-cum smearing against my skin as he shifts, his hips making tiny, almost unconscious movements.
The scruff of his beard scrapes against my neck as he nuzzles me, trying to kiss every inch of skin he can find. His body is heavy against mine in the best way, grounding me, claiming me.
