Mira's POV The room's atmosphere had already thickened with our desire as we indulged in the pleasure of our bodies. My muffled moans rang through the room as Tyson took one of my nipples into his mouth while kneading the other with his hand, and that made me forget how to breathe. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he gently massaged my dripping cunt through my soaked panties, still nibbling on my swollen nipples with deliberate hunger. “Mhmm… Tyson, please,” I begged, running my hands through his hair, trying to relieve the ache building inside me. “What’s that, Mirabella… backing out?” he teased, brushing his finger over my folds, and I jerked with desire. He really knew how to tease me. I had never known him to be this naughty, this bold, this wickedly confident. “You know I will never do that. Show me what you’ve got,” I rasped, my breathing uneven as desperation clawed at me. I wanted him to pin me to the bed and do the things I had only imagined, the things that had h
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