His breath feathers against her skin, his voice pouring over her like the sweetest, darkest honey, coiling through her like fire. She always thinks she can't go again, until he asks, and she has no choice. His hands hold her where he wants her and all she can do is writhe on his cock. He surrounds her, fills her, overwhelms her.

One more, she can give him one more.

"Please. Let me. Just one more. Please, Ramon."