Ramon Facesitting Novels & Stories

Both of them sat in the back for this show. “What’s going on?” Stella looked worriedly at the two, and the parking of her car was out of order. “Señor Ramon seems to be having trouble breathing.” “I’m fine.” Ramon choked slightly while closing his eyes. Stella immediately revved the car’s engine and hurriedly got back on the road. “I’ll take you to the hospital.” “Don’t worry, hija, my breathing is back to normal.” Ramon shook his head in denial.

Ronan was on the couch again, leg elevated, flipping through channels without much interest. His mood seemed lighter than yesterday, but that quiet intensity still lingered in his eyes whenever they landed on me. “Want to try something different?” I asked, grabbing a foam roller from the supplies. “Gentle upper body and core work while you stay seated. It’ll help with balance once you’re back on your feet.” He muted the TV and gave me a small nod. “Sure. Beats staring at the ceiling.” I positioned myself in front of him on the floor, demonstrating the movements first—seated twists with light resistance from a band.

As usual Nothing is left , everything is okay . But the continuous calls , Confused him . He couldn't understand . Why did someone wanted him to come here .And what is his intention.He will find it in morning . Concluding the thoughts,he is about to open the door . Suddenly a person weariing the mask , appeared in front of him and slammed a wooden rod in his head . Losing his grip ,his legs collapsed and turned weak, " Who are you ??? " Mr Ramon pointed his finger .But before he could grab the Shoulder Another man , smashed another wooden rod in his head.The entire vision turned blank.to him .With a blurr vision ,Mr. Ramon landed on the ground.

The Domineers were quick to make way for their leader as he approached Caine’s side. Caine never looked at him, but gave a slight nod to acknowledge his presence. Ramon took his time to scan the opposition before them. He breathed slowly and heavily, as if he was trying to suppress his own apprehension. He glanced over at Caine, who seemed too reluctant to even turn his head. Ramon was thinking the same thing; there was no point in wasting any drawn out speeches. “Make it quick and efficient,” he said rather softly. He waited for a brief second as though he expected Caine to respond, but he never made a movement. “Do what you have to do,” Ramon continued. “It ends today.”

Hank said. They probably noticed that I was expecting him to stay but chose not to mention it. After an awkward pause, Harper changed the topic. “Have you met Ramon? He is an engineer who works across from our office.” The guy beside her took a step forward and gave me a handshake that was too soft for my liking.

Ramon cleared his throat and tried not to seem embarrassed as they both walked towards the little caves at the beach. They both sat down after finding a good spot away from the people.. The view of the waves was beautiful from the spot and Cathy wouldn't stop smiling as she stared at the wave but while she was watching the waves hit the rock, Ramon also couldn't stop staring at her. “ You're so beautiful..” He mumbled without taking his eyes off her and that made her blush heavily.. Catty looked away in embarrassment but Ramon wasn't done.. “ Where have you been all my life?” He asked with a smirk and that made her laugh..

She sits opposite Ramon. Flex starts to feed me and I willingly eat. Ramon resists the food and when Bridget keeps insisting, he knocks his head against hers and spits on her face. In rage, she slaps him and pours the food allover him. Ramon glares at her and spits on her face again. Flex caresses my face, smiling. "Awww... Sweet doll... Keep eating, baby..." The mere feel of his hands on the surface of my skin makes me nauseous.

Ramon reminded him of the benefits and Steven wound up doing as he was ordered. After stripping completely naked, Ramon urged Steven to approach the table where he was sitting in front of. As soon as Steven did as instructed, Ramon stood up behind him and ordered, "Now, bend over." Only then did Steven realize what he had gotten himself into. His body trembled as he clarified, "Ex - excuse me?" "Fucking bend over! Now!" Ramon's voice was loud and domineering, leaving Steven frustrated. Steven wound up doing exactly as Ramon said, knowing the fact that he entered Ramon's territory. He was left with no choice. He bent over while clenching his hand into a fist.

You don’t want me. Ramon expels a slight grunt after a particularly low strike to the gut. I have him bound and hanging by his arms from a metal chain connected to a rafter about sixteen feet above us. His legs gave out hours ago. The damage to his shoulder sockets is something he won’t need to worry about. With an oath, I pull my next punch and lift his head by the hair. His eyes are almost swollen shut. “Names?” I huff into his face and click past another image in my mind.

I turned toward the source of the sound, and my smile widened. "No, it's perfect timing, Alpha Ramon." Ramon stepped out from the shadows near the far wall. A row of cushioned lounge chairs lined the western edge of the pool, partially obscured by decorative palms. He had been sitting right there in the dark the entire time, completely unbothered. The moment he approached, his rich, grounding scent of fresh pine and cedar washed over the space, instantly cutting through Julian's bitter charcoal stench. Fiona pointed a shaking finger at me, her face contorting.