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Mary Anne groans.

"Bastard."

It almost sounds affectionate.

'If you say so.'

And just for that, he doesn't give her any more. Just goes back to soft licking, rubbing her lightly with that one finger.

She smacks her head back against the mattress, growling softly.

'Problem?' he asks, lips brushing her clit, amused.

She runs a hand through his hair.

"Just that you're an evil tease."

'You love it.'

He laughs and gives her a bit more, sliding another finger in and starting a nice rhythm, sucking her clit lightly.

Better?

Much better, if the way she rocks her hips forward is any indication.

His free hand slides up her body under her shirt, yanking one side of her bra down so he can pinch and roll a nipple between thumb and forefinger. He presses his tongue harder against her now, insistent; fucks her harder with his fingers.

"Thank you, baby," she gasps, her hand tightening in his hair.

He's figuring she wont be saying that in a minute but that's alright, she'll thank him in the end. She seems to like what he's doing right now so he carries on, willing to take his time because he knows it'll pay off by the end of the night.

Her nails start to dig into his scalp, while her free hand twists in the sheets.

She'd keep stroking his ego, but being articulate is becoming difficult.

He's watching her face as best he can, trying to judge when she might be really close. He can't help pushing it a bit, giving her what she wants because his cock is telling him that this is going to be a great night and it's only fair to let her enjoy herself.

She cries out, hips jerking as her back arches.

Definitely close.

Which is why he stops, pulling his fingers out of her abruptly and rising from his knees to lean over her instead, running his wet fingers over her lower lip.

'You're not coming yet. Not until I'm fucking you.'

She groans again, scraping her teeth against his fingertips.

"Should have expected that."

He takes them away, licks them clean.

'Still taste good.'

Just FYI, Mary Anne. He stands up in front of her now, pulling on an arm to get her to sit up and unbuttoning his fly at the same time.

'Your turn. Make it good.'

"Don't I always?"

Without waiting for an answer, she leans forward and draws the head of his cock into her mouth.

'Yeah, you do. You got a sweet mouth.'

His hands find their way into her hair, trying to draw her closer and take more.

'Take it all. Nice and hard.'

Mary Anne nearly rolls her eyes, but expresses herself through a scrape of teeth instead.

Ramon blinks and winces just a touch.

'Careful. What was that for?'

He can't be too concerned; he stretches a hand out to retrieve the tequila bottle and takes a drink, the other hand still in her hair.

She lifts her head just enough to murmur "Sorry, baby" before pulling him entirely into her mouth.

He grins over her head and drinks again, loving the submissivness. There's a long breath when she takes him in fully and pushes his hips forward a touch, letting her know its good.

'Not too slow.'

This is just a warm up. He wants to be in her.

She sucks a little harder, steadily building to a faster rhythm.

'That's it.'

He lets his eyes fall closed, enjoying the sensation. But its not long before he's watching, breathing harder, thinking how fucking great it is to have a beautiful woman on their knees for him.

'Touch yourself. Let me watch.'

Mary Anne hums, sliding one hand down between her legs.