Page 46 of Unwrapping Deviance

“Yeah, that sounds great.”

Next to me, her soft thigh pressed alongside mine, Mira glances up from her plate. Our eyes meet and the uncertainty in hers has my chest aching and my hand reaching up to smooth across her cheek. It’s an unintentional gesture. My limb has grown a mind of its own, acting without guidance from me, but it seems to calm her which is all I want.

I have no doubt that she probably has a million questions. A lot happened in the span of an hour. She probably thinks it should have been Daniel who touched her, but she’d given her consent to me. She’d looked at me when she asked to be touched. Those were the rules.

Maybe the rules don’t apply to her. Daniel and I haven’t discussed anything and usually that’s the first step, but he pulled back. He gave me free reign to touch her, to put my fingers inside her slick heat and make her cum.

Fuck! I don’t know anymore. I don’t know what Daniel’s doing. Mira seems as confused as I am which means he hasn’t spoken to her either about any of this.

We finish breakfast and Daniel leaves to settle the bill, leaving me alone with the tiny bundle of temptation watching me with questions I can’t answer.

So, I settle for a different topic.

“What happened in the bathroom?”

Mira blinks with an innocence I see right through. “Nothing.”

I narrow my eyes. “Don’t lie to me. What did Clemence say to you?”

She glances over to where Daniel is standing at the register, wallet in hand as Mabel punches keys in the register. There’s desperation in the furrow of her brows when she turns back to me.

“Promise me you won’t tell Daniel.”

I almost roll my eyes. My only resistance is the fact that she looks so adorable peering at me with such helplessness.

“I won’t tell him.”

She licks her lips and I am immediately drawn to the damp folds. To the soft shape of them as they move, forming words I should be paying attention to, not getting distracted by the idea of leaning in and licking her saliva off them.

“I lost my temper,” she’s murmuring when I finally pull back to the present. “I shouldn’t have, but she wouldn’t stop talking.”

I have no idea what she said, a fact that makes me want to kick myself for. I’m better than this. I’m a grown ass adult with full capabilities of listening, but everything about her is driving me fucking insane.

“Kiss me.”

Mira breaks off with a stammering, “What?”

Fuck, that was not what I was going to say, but it’s out now.

“You want me not to tell Daniel. I want a kiss.”

She’s breathing hard, a rapid rise and fall of her firm tits that only makes my need to taste her all the more urgent. All the more dire.

“Are you serious?” she gasps at last. “You’re blackmailing me?”

I shrug. “Fair trade. I could ask for something else if a kiss is asking too much.”

She’s staring at my mouth. she hasn’t broken connection in nearly a minute and I’m ready to drag her across the seat right there, get between her tender thighs and fuck her, but I need Daniel to fucking let me play with his baby. I need his actual words.

“Like what?” my little temptress whispers.

I raise an eyebrow. “What else can I ask for?”

Her throat muscles bob and she nods.

“I could ask to kiss your other lips.” I smirk when her big eyes jump up to mine, opaque with need. “To slip my tongue between them and clean your messy little cunt. To lick until you’re fisting my hair and cumming all over my face.”

“Stop!” Her gasp is a husky growl of such raw need I almost cum in my fucking pants.

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