He doesn’t get out but I can see and feel the intense look he’s throwing my way.
Knowing his eyes are on me, my dick starts to thicken behind my zipper. It’s going to be giving Jackie the wrong impression if she notices.
Wanting to get Ramon hot and bothered, I bend over to the icebox and shove the empty bottle inside before snapping the lid in place. Out of view, I quickly fiddle with my belt and manage to put it on a looser setting. It’s long enough for Ramon to watch as the denim stretches over my ass. Standing to my full height, I feel the denim slip now that the belt isn’t as tight, and as I stretch the denim slips even further.
Jackie makes a strange noise in the back of her throat, which draws my attention.
Her mouth hangs open as her eyes are glazed and fixated on the waist of my jeans. I glance over to Ramon and find him leaning against his car with his elbows resting on the roof. His eyes are molten and filled with lust that I know he’s trying to hide.
With a quick glance at Jackie, he holds my gaze. “My office,” he demands. With his back to me, he moves up the steps to his office, and looks pained.
I smile.
He’s just as affected by my little show as I am…and Jackie is as well by all appearances.
Grabbing my T-shirt, I hold it in front of my groin to hide the large evidence of my arousal and follow Ramon inside his office, ignoring Jackie. She can think what she wants. Right now, I’m so fucking hard for Ramon that I need to be inside him.
With lust clouding my brain, the minute I walk in and see Ramon looking smug, his ass resting on the front of his desk, legs crossed at the ankles and his tie undone. He reveals two packets in his hand—condom and lube.
I step inside his office, slam the door shut and pull the deadbolt closed. Taking extra precaution, I grab a chair and shove it under the handle.
“This is going to be quick.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” Ramon grabs his erection through his pants and my head spins.
Diving forward, I knock his hand away and after a quick hard kiss, I turn him around.
Making quick work of my jeans, I shove them down my legs and quickly rip into the condom and smooth it down my pulsing cock. Hard-as-fucking steel.
Pushing up against Ramon, he sharply inhales, but a string of curses leave his mouth when I snap his pants open to let his dick spring free. It isn’t free for long as my hand wraps around the hard length of him and pumps back and forth a few times. My thumb caresses over the crown, rubbing all the pre-cum in as though it’s cream. He pushes into my hand as my strokes slow before I release him.
“Shoes and pants off. You’re about to get messy.”
I don’t need to tell him twice. In one quick move, everything is off, including his shirt.
With his back toward me, naked as the day he was born, I grab the packet of lube, and rip it open. I share the packet between my cock and Ramon’s ass.
Stroking between his ass, I waste no time in slipping a finger inside, and then quickly follow the one finger with another and then another.
Ramon gasps for breath as he pumps his own dick while I align mine and slowly start to push forward. Once inside, I can’t do anything but move. I can’t go slow. Only fast.
I knock his hand off his dick, and taking hold, work it real good in time to the pumping of my hips. My other hand rests over the top of his on the desk.
I’m so fucking excited that my legs are shaking with the need running through me…and then I feel Ramon’s cock swell, causing the same reaction in mine.
Ramon starts to groan so I quickly cover his mouth with my hand and, as I feel his release, I drop my head to Ramon’s back to smother my own groan of release.
His ass is so fucking tight that as cum shoots out of his dick, his ass spasms, causing my dick to quiver as it’s milked dry.
Both spent, neither of us move. I’m in heaven. I always am when I’m with Ramon.
Moving my hand, I grasp Ramon’s hip and slowly withdraw from the tight heat of him.
Staying wrapped up in Ramon, I move my hips enough to remove the condom.
“Ramon?”
Bang. Bang.
“Fuck,” Ramon hisses and quickly moves away and starts to pull on his clothes.
All I have to do is yank my jeans up.
“Ramon? Are you in there? I’m sure you’re in there? Where did Noah go?” Jackie continues to bash on the office door.
“Let her in.”
I look at Ramon and see that he’s dressed, but he needs straightening. “In a minute.” I walk toward him and standing in his space, I place a tender kiss to his lips while straightening his hair.
He flinches away before he catches himself.
What the hell?
I freeze.
“Ramon, you have me worried,” Jackie shouts through the door.
“Jackie has bad fucking timing,” I comment without taking my eyes from Ramon.
He turns away first.