Page 113 of Cuffed By Love

I should have kissed her.Fuck, I should have kissed the absolute shit out of her. The way she was looking at me, lingering outside her door, she wanted a kiss; I know she did. She tried to mask it, but she almost seemed disappointed when I kissed her on the jaw.

You know what, fuck it.I spin and walk back to her room again. I’m going to kiss her. Let the chips fall where they may. I can’t fight it anymore. I’m about ten paces away from her door when it opens, and she appears. Mira’s eyes grow wide with surprise when she sees me.

My step falters for just a second whilst my mind acknowledges that she’s standing there. Was she about to come to my room? If the look in her eyes is any indication, she’s thinking the same thing I am. What little scepticism I had about seeing this through vanishes, and I stride over to her. My fingers curl at her nape as I reach her, and I draw her mouth passionately to mine. Mira’s lips glide over mine just as avidly. She moans into my mouth, and I swallow it. Mira pulls me into the room. I wrap my arm just under her firm bum and lift her into my arms, kick the door shut behind me and press her against it.

My mouth attacks hers, sucking on her tongue till she whimpers and rocks her hips, grinding her pussy against my throbbing erection. Her pussy is searing hot. I can feel the heat seeping through the light fabric of my trousers. So fucking needy and eager for me. My dick jolts with anticipation, pure elation at the mere thought of sinking deep into her tight pussy, just like every fantasy, the countless dreams I’ve had of her over the years.

Mira coils her fingers in my hair, nipping and sucking on my bottom lip and moans. I soak up the sound. I want more—I need more. My hands glide up her smooth thighs, wrapped around me. I find the hem of her dress and push it until it’s bunched around her waist.

“God damn, Mira,” I murmur when her lips travel down, and she licks and sucks at the base of my neck. I peel her dress up and tug it over her head. Pulling my head back to take a moment and look her over. Mira bites her lip, her chest rising and falling, watching me back with large, desirous eyes, her beautiful face flushed. “Mira, are you sure? If we go any further, I won’t be able to stop, baby.” I whisper, leaning close and brushing my lips over hers as I speak.

Mira looks into my eyes; her hands come up, her slender fingers deftly stroke my face, “Promise you’ll be there when I wake up.”

I smile and press my forehead to hers. “I promise. You’re going to have to kick me out of your bed if you want to get rid of me.”

“Then, I’m sure.” She closes the gap between our lips and kisses me slow and deep. I curl my fingers in her hair and kiss her back with equal zeal and carry her to the bed. Our lips still locked. Mira tugs my shirt off, breaking our frenzied kiss for a second, and tosses it aside.

I lay her down on the bed and crawl over her petite frame, kissing my way up her toned torso to the valley between her sensational c-cup breasts. Mira arches up, tilting her head back to give me more room to lick and suck at her pulse. I let my hands wander over her beautiful body, exploring every dip, every curve, tracing up her thighs. “Are you wet for me, baby?” I whisper in her ear, toying with the outline of her white lace underwear, teasing her, making her shudder with expectancy.

“Mhm.” She moans. Sinking her teeth into her lower lip, rocking her hips up, quietly demanding I touch her where she desires me most. Not yet. I didn’t spend nine years dreaming about this for it to be over that quick. I’m going to savour her, drink up every last drop of her arousal first. I want to make her fucking crazy, just as crazy as she does me.

I unhook her bra, slide the straps down her arms, and discard it, leaving her ample and pert tits, sweet and bare, exposed to my hungry eyes. Mira moans breathily when I cup her breast and lick around her light brown areola; her nipple peaks and hardens, ready and commanding to be sucked on, nipped at teasingly. With a flick of my tongue over her nipple, Mira gasps and quakes, her fingers splay out against my back and bunch together. Raking her nails against my skin, making me groan with feral need. There’s an inferno scalding me from the inside out, burning with the utmost desire. I repeat the process with her other nipple while my eager fingers peel her underwear down those sinfully gorgeous legs.

I’m a tangled web of emotions as I sit back and settle between her legs. I take a moment to absorb and appreciate the beauty of her pussy. My mouth waters. I’m salivating at the mere thought of tasting her. “Fuck.” I hiss. Waxed clean, succulent, plump, pink and glistening with her sweet honied girl cum. And the scent of her arousal was something I couldn’t put into words even if I tried. But it’s good enough to drive me and my cock absolutely wild with want. All the blood from my brain goes rushing straight down to my cock.

Lord have fucking mercy, I’m about to dive right in and feast on her perfect pussy like a man starved at an all you can eat buffet. My fingers glide through her silky folds, stroking her teasingly for a touch before spreading her pussy lips apart. My fingers already soaked with her nectar. The gentle squelching sound as my fingers move through her folds is making me crazy.“Damn Mira, you’re so wet, baby,” I grunt, swallowing thickly.

“Oh, Dev…” Mira moans, rolling her hips up against my fingers. Her clit swollen, pulsing wantonly under my touch when I circle the tip of my finger in slow, lazy circles. Mira quivers, her thighs trembling harder the more tease her. She’s so responsive to my touch, and I fucking love it. I couldn’t take it anymore. I have to taste her.

I lick through her cleft; my taste buds almost explode at the sweet and salty taste of her. That sensational taste I’ve been longing for. It’s good enough to die for. I take my time gliding my tongue through every inch of her pretty pussy, drinking up her juices. Mira’s gasp hangs in the air when I use the tip of my tongue and lightly caress her clit. Most women I’ve been with orgasm by hard suction on the clit but not Mira. She comes apart hard and fast when you tease her clit with soft kittenish licks and gentle suction. Like a slow, passionate make-out session. “Oh, God. Dev, yes, just like that.”

I know, baby, I’ve got you. I can feel her body tensing, and her breathing becomes laboured when I stroke my tongue against her clit, pushing her closer to that sweet release. Her hips buck up wildly, fingers curling in my hair. She grinds up against my tongue, riding my face. “Oh yes, use me, baby.” I want to feel her come, so I slide two fingers into her and stroke my fingers against her g-spot. Mira cries out, arching up. Her vaginal walls clamp down hard like a vice and flutter around my fingers.

“Dev, Oh God, Dev, I’m coming, baby.” I moan against her, urging her on. She whimpers, her fingers tighten in my hair, her body tenses as she explodes.

A trickle of warm liquid seeps onto my tongue with every wave of her climax. “Oh God yes, give me that girl cum, baby.” I urge, drinking it up greedily. Mira collapses onto the bed, breathless, her body convulsing from the after-effects of her orgasm.

“Holy shit, Dev.” She pants, biting her bottom lip. I kiss her thigh and smile when it trembles against my lips. I crawl up and kiss her hot and hard, our tongues duelling while Mira unbuttons my trousers and impatiently pushes them down my legs. I kick them off along with my boxers and settle myself between her heavenly legs. I grind my dick against her pussy lips, and she moans, rocking against me zealously.

“Say you want to be mine.” I breathe, pressing myself at her entrance. Mira opens her eyes to look up at me.

“I want to be yours.” She replies without hesitation and pulls me down for another heated kiss. I push myself inside her, slowly feeding my cock into her insanely tight cavern. My head spins, and I lose focus for a moment. I sink deeper, and she stretches and grips my nine-inch cock.

“Jesus, you’re so tight,” I murmur against her lips. Mira moans in response and wraps her legs around me, drawing me that little bit deeper. Our fingers lace together as we begin to rock against each other, feeling each other out, kissing passionately until eventually, my thrusts grow harder, deeper, and Mira’s tightening around my dick is making it damn near impossible to hold back anymore.

“You feel so fucking good. I could fuck you all night long, baby.” I growl, driving my cock hard and deep into her. Mira rolls her hips up, meeting my every thrust, matching my rhythm with just as much enthusiasm. I don’t want it to end, but she’s gripping me so fucking tight. “I’m so close. You’re going to make me explode deep inside your tight pussy.” I hiss, “Fuck, make me come, take me over with you. Fuck, yes, ahh, Mira.” When I feel Mira’s walls tightening around me and her ear-piercing cry of pleasure, I finally let go. Her orgasm sets mine off, and we climax at the same time. One colossal wave after another of blissful pleasure makes my cock pulsate, spilling my hot seed inside of her. My toes curl, my entire body vibrates intensely with carnality. We rock together, soaking up the last of our orgasms as it slowly fades away, leaving us spent in its wake.

We lay still, panting, with no intention of moving an inch. I kiss Mira’s neck, and she rakes her fingers up and down my back while our bodies calm and our breathing returns to normal.

I pull my head back and gaze down at her flushed face. Mira opens up those beautiful hazel eyes that I love and regards me closely. “Hi,” I whisper, pressing my forehead to hers.

Mira smiles prettily and brushes her fingers through my sweat-damp hair, eyes glowing magnificently. “Any regrets?”

I shake my head and smile, “Are you seriously asking me that while my cock is still inside you?”

Mira giggles, “What? I have to be sure; you’re a flight risk.”

I bury my face into the crook of her neck and laugh. “You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?” I utter, nuzzling her neck affectionately.

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