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“No, mija, I’m not doing anything I haven’t been dying to do since the seventh grade.”

“The seventh grade?”

“Ya. I remember that’s the year everyone wanted to touch your nalgas.”

“And now, Manny? Do you want to touch my nalgas?”

Breaking free from our embrace, I palm her face in my hand.

“The balls in your court, Isabella. If you want me to take my drunk ass back out the window, then I will. I might fall and need you to call an ambulance, but I will. And if you want me to touch your nalgas, then you have to tell me that’s what you want.”

She studies me for a moment. Her arms lock around me as she stares into the depths of my soul. She brings her face closer before her lips graze mine.

“Tócame,” she whispers.

The challenge in her voice does it for me. There’s no room for rational thoughts as I lift her up. Both hands revel in the feel of her full ass in my palms. I move her to the bed and set her down gently.

She’s anything but gentle when she grabs me by the shirt and pulls me down, crashing her lips onto mine. She glidesher tongue across my lips, and when I open for her, our tongues swirl in a desperate attempt to taste one another.

She wraps her legs around my waist, aligning her core to my growing erection. The kiss consumes me, and my hands begin to wander. I drag my hand over the fullness of her ass and grind into her, my erection pressing into the thin material of her shorts. When my hands roam farther up her shirt, I groan when I feel her bare breasts underneath.

I release my mouth from hers and take a moment to catch my breath. She stares up at me, her eyes filled with lust. I’m so hard I could take her right now, but I want to do this right. I want to take my time exploring every inch of her.

She sits up slightly, still staring at me, before she removes the t-shirt to reveal her breasts to me. I lick my lips, eager to taste the brown, hardening peaks.

“Qué rica eres mami,” I say before taking her left breast into my hand, gently massaging my thumb over her nipple.

She leans back, and I lower my mouth to her right nipple, running my tongue over the tip. When I suck it into my mouth, she lets out a low moan. Moving to her left breast, I do the same and feel as her body withers beneath me.

Kissing down her body, I make my way to the waistband of her shorts. I slide her shorts and panties over her legs, then lower back down to kiss the top of her pubic bone.

“Manny, wait,” she says, out of breath.

“What is it? Are you okay? I can stop.” I push back and wait.

“No.” She shakes her head. “No one’s ever—no one’s ever done that.”

She bites down on her bottom lip. I look at her and back down at her bare pussy in front of me.Fuck.

“No one has ever tasted you?”

I run my index and middle fingers up her slit coaxing them with her slick heat before bringing them to my lips. Our eyes stay locked as I suck her arousal from my fingers, slowand deliberate. A small whimper escapes her as she watches me through her hooded eyes.

“You want me to show you what you’ve been missing?”

It’s one nod of her head, and I’m diving between her legs, gliding my tongue over her clit, tasting the sweetness of her arousal, I get lost in the smell and taste of her. My tongue laps up every drop. Her hands fall to the back of my head, and her hips grind into my face. Feral sounds fall from her lips, and her hips lift slightly, desperate for more. I eat her pussy like it’s my last time I’ll ever eat anything.

There’s a pride growing inside me from the pleasure I’m giving her. My mind blocks out anything that doesn’t involve licking and sucking this pussy. She rides my face, her hips moving faster, and her moans quickening. Her nails dig into my neck, and I know she’s on the edge. I suck her clit into my mouth one last time before she comes completely undone, whimpering my name and riding out the wave of her orgasm.

When I know she’s been completely satiated, I rise to my feet and wipe her arousal from my face.

“Manny, fuck. That was amazing,” she says, trying to catch her breath. I let out a small laugh.

“That’s just the foreplay, Isa.”

I unbutton my pants and kick them off. She stares up at me, her eyes dropping to my black boxer briefs and my hardening dick, ready to have his turn.

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