Page 114 of Cuffed By Love

“Maybe, maybe not. Only time will tell.” She exhales and rocks her hips a little. I groan when my semi-erect cock springs back to life inside her. “Oh…”

I look down into her face and grin. She blinks up at me, astounded. “Say ‘ello to my not so little friend.” I drawl, and Mira grins.

“You’re insatiable, Devin King.” She moans breathily when I start to thrust into her again slowly.

“You have no idea. Nine whole years of pent up sexual frustration, Tinks, it’s cute that you thought it was over. I’m only just beginning; I’m not even close to being done with you yet.” Mira opens her mouth to protest, but I sweep down and kiss her slow and deep until she melts like a snowflake, and the only words coming from those lips for the rest of the night was my name as she climaxed again and again.

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The next morningwe woke up bright and early for the conference. Waking up with Mira cocooned in my arms was one of the best feelings in the world. Surrounded by her scent, the taste of her still lingering on my lips. It’s how it should have been all those years ago, but I was stupid and ran scared. We barely got any sleep, a couple of hours at most. After fucking like two randy bunnies for a good couple of hours, we finally drifted off early hours into the morning. I’m an obsessed man. I can’t get enough of her.

After a quick shower, we go down to grab breakfast before the conference starts, and we’re forced into acting like professionals. Mira and I are sitting in the first talk of the day, she’s listening avidly, but I can’t focus for the life of me. I glance around as I skim my fingers along her thigh. Mira looks at my hand and then at me, wide-eyed. “What are you doing?” She mouths. I give her a wayward grin, and she shakes her head, the corner of her lip lifting. My fingers disappear under her skirt, and she shifts and smacks my hand away before the people sitting next to us see. I lean close to her ear and whisper. “I want you to ride my face later.” Mira’s eyes close, and she bites her lip.

“Devin, someone’s going to hear.”

I look around and see everyone on their phones. “No one but you is paying attention to this boring talk. Besides, for all they know, I could be talking about anything, not you dropping those red lace panties and rubbing your clit over and over against my tongue till you orgasm and drown me in your cum.” I murmur, deliberately brushing my lips against the shell of her ear.

Mira’s fingers squeeze the booklet in her hands. She turns her gaze to me and licks her lips as she leans in and whispers in my ear. “I’m not wearing any panties.”

I suck in a sharp breath when my dick lurches animatedly in my trousers at her assertion. “You’re bluffing. Show me.”

Mira giggles and presses her lips together when people turn and look at her. Her cheeks flush, and she looks ahead. My fingers discreetly glide between her legs. “Open sesame,” I whisper. Mira’s legs part a little, and my eager fingers brush against her moist folds. “Oh my God.” I moan under my breath. She really isn’t wearing any fucking underwear. Mira bites her lip, trying her best to remain composed while my fingers stroke her.

“Dev,” she breathes, gripping my arm. “You’re going to make me soak through my dress.”

My skin prickles while I watch her face as I continue to caress her bare pussy. The conception of being in a room surrounded by five thousand other people and being the only one that knows she’s not wearing any underwear makes me horny in a way I never even knew was possible. I could pull her on top of me, sink my cock deep inside her and fuck her shamelessly while all these people watch. I’ve never been one for exhibitionism but fuck, this girl makes me crazy enough to want to be. Mira squirms in her seat, her pussy soaks my fingers the closer she’s getting to orgasm, and it’s taking everything in me to not drop to my knees and tongue fuck her. Her chest is rising and falling quicker, her legs quivering uncontrollably. “Look at me when you come,” I growl in her ear.

Mira turns to look at me; her lower lip gripped hard between her teeth. I press down just a touch firmer on her clit and rub her over the edge. Lucky for her, a round of applause erupts in the room, and she goes over with a whimper. “Dev.” Our eyes lock, her thighs close around my hand, and she rocks subtly, riding out, chasing her orgasm. Her entire body shakes with delightful gratification while I sluggishly caress her through it till it subsides. I withdraw my fingers and suck them clean one at a time while she watches, groaning at the mouth-watering second-hand taste.

“Jesus, Dev.” Mira pants lustily, closing her eyes.

“That was so fucking hot.” I groan roguishly, taking her hand and pressing it into my crotch. “Look what you’ve done to me.” I grind against her hand, and she wets her lip. The starved look in her eyes is unmissable even in the darkness of the conference room. What the fuck is she doing to me? I love sex as much as the next man, but I have never been this sex crazed before. My groin constricts when Mira’s finger traces up and down the length of my cock teasingly. I close my eyes, spread my legs, relishing in the mass of tingles spreading like wildfire through my body when she cups my balls.

Nah, this won’t do.

“Get up,” I demand. Mira looks at me perplexed and blinks when I get up and pull her with me. “Excuse us.”

“Dev, what are you doing?” Mira questions, following me out of the conference room toward the elevator. I’m bursting to kiss her, burning to fuck her. It’s evident I won’t be focussing on anything but her. To hell with work, to hell with the conference. I doubt they’ll miss us. “The conference—”

I turn and yank her to me, pressing my forehead to hers. “Fuck the conference,” I growl lowly. Turning again, I pull her into the elevator with me. There are other people in there, so I can’t throw her up against the wall and kiss her like the animal she’s turning me into, so I wait patiently. We stand at the back, side by side, leaning against the wall.

Mira’s anxiety spikes with the number of people in the elevator; I can see it written on her face. She needs a distraction, something else to think about. I lean close to her ear. “I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but you’re making it real hard for me to control my urges. All I can think about is playing with that beautiful pussy. I want to explore and discover how many ways I can make you come for me.” Mira’s eyes slide shut, and a shuddering breath escapes her. “But first, I’m going to fuck you hard and deep, and I want you to scream. I don’t care who hears; I don’t care who knows. I want this whole goddamn hotel to know who you belong to.” I murmur in her ear. Mira turns her fiery gaze to look up at me. The sexual tension in the elevator was so thick and palpable I’m surprised the others weren’t choking on it.

“Have you ever been fucked savagely, Mira?” I question quietly, gazing into her eyes, and she bites her lip with a shake of her head. I grasp her chin and tilt her head up, so her lips are a breath away from mine. “I’m going to ruin you.”

We hit our floor and I pull Mira out of the elevator and march over to her suite. I spin her and press her up against the door and kiss her hard. Mira moans rowdily and curls her fingers at the lapels of my suit jacket, tugging me closer, thrusting her tongue into my mouth and whimpers when I suck on it. I pull the keycard from my pocket and touch it against the lock. The moment the door unlocks, I push it open and haul her in. Mira rips my jacket off and tosses it aside. I walk her back toward the bed that’s freshly made. Mira goes to kick her heels off, but I shake my head in protest. “No, leave them on,” I order, loosening and untying my navy tie. Mira unbuttons my shirt, kissing and nipping at every bit of flesh that becomes exposed.

“Jesus, you’re so fucking hot.” She moans, lifting her lustrous amber eyes to look up at me while she rakes her hands over my chest and abs. Those deft fingers were tracing every ripple and bump of muscle. I hiss when her mouth latches onto a nipple, and she sucks hard. I grab a fistful of her hair, pull her head back and press my mouth hard and demanding to hers.

“Suck my dick.” I groan against her mouth. “I need to fuck that mouth.” Mira’s hands come up to my belt, and she unbuckles and unfastens my trousers and pulls them down, along with my boxers. My cock springs free, and Mira kneels, eyeing it; she licks her lips ravenously.

I gasp when her fingers wrap around the shaft, and I watch with half-lidded eyes as she strokes me. My dick looked hefty, clasped around her dainty hands. I rock up into her hand, biting my lip. “Fuck.” I groan when her velvet tongue glides up the shaft and swirls around the crown before licking the pre-cum with a satisfied moan. She hollows her cheeks and sucks slow and deep. I gather her hair into my hand and watch with growing vigour as my cock disappears into her mouth. “Atta girl, suck that cock like you're starving, baby.” I moan, thrusting into her mouth as deep as she could take me. My thighs tremble with every flick of her tongue along the underside of my dick. A familiar heat stirs, and my balls tighten the harder she sucks. “Oh yes, such a good girl.” I hiss, thrusting into her hot mouth. “My God, baby. You’re so fucking good. You’re going to make me come real quick if you keep sucking me like that.”

Mira moans, and the vibrations of her vocal cords thrum through my shaft, making my head whirl with pleasure. “You want my cum, baby? You want me to come all over your beautiful face?” Mira shakes her head a little. “You want me to come in your mouth?” I moan, and she nods eagerly and sucks harder, her hand pumping me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge with every hungry suck.

I pant when I feel that heat and pressure building and building. My legs shake, and I thrust into her mouth, pushing deeper into her throat. I lose my breath, and a sensational shiver shoots up from my groin up to my spine, leaving me temporarily numb to everything. “Oh baby, fuck, oh yes, I’m going to come, ahh, ahhh Mira!” With a guttural growl, I explode into her mouth, my hips jerking with every mind-blowing spasm, every frantic surge of my orgasm wrecking havoc over my mind and body.

My head falls back, and I go lightheaded from pure ecstasy. I felt as though I was levitating into the ethereal plane. I’ve not come from a blowjob in over six years. Megan could never get me there and refused to let me come in her mouth.

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