Page 6 of Returning To Mia


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I dive back in, drinking up every drop of her arousal, then give her another spank, and the whimpered cry is barely loud enough for my ears. “You didn’t forget, did you, baby?”

She lets out a uh-uh from behind the gag, her thighs shaking a bit and I teased my finger along her clit, pushing her to the edge before pulling back, making her tremble. Her cries come faster, but no louder, and I cover her pussy with my mouth, fucking her with my tongue while giving her tight nipples a twist, pushing her over. Listening to her choked off cries of bliss has my dick pulsing, and I thrust into her tight sheath, feeling the waning orgasm throb around me.

I want her coming all over me this time, and I dig out her little power unit from the box on the nightstand, smiling when her head whipped back towards me, seeing what I took out. Her eyes widen when I slide the clamps onto her nipples, and her pussy grips me tighter when I place one of the pads next to her clit. I can barely make out her moaned words when I flip it on, starting at the lowest setting even. It sounded like ‘Evan…oh, fuck’ but I can’t be certain.

It puts a smile on my lips when she moans again, her pussy tightening further on me when I flip it to the next level, and I return the appreciation by thrusting hard in and out of her as her pussy goes wild. Her fingers are gripping the sheets tightly, her moans almost loud enough someone else might overhear when it gets to a level six, and I give her ass a spank, making her jerk and come again. “Not a fucking sound, Mia-mine. No one hears you come but me.”

Her ass pushes back against me, telling me she wants more, and I turn up the pulses, while fucking even harder into her. My hands are gripping her hips hard, pulling her back to me with each one, my balls tighten, and I move a hand up to her throat, holding it while giving her another hard thrust. I tighten my fingers on her throat as her pussy clamps down hard on me, stopping the first of the scream that was letting loose from her, and I unleash everything I have inside her.

I pull out once I have breath back in me, undoing her cuffs and flip her onto her back, watching her body shake with the pulses still coming from the little box. It might make me a bastard to enjoy the sheen of tears in her eyes, but fuck if it doesn’t have my cock starting to wake up again.

Mia’s fingers twist the sheets beneath her, but she doesn’t begin to try and reach for the box to turn it off, doesn’t try to disconnect the little wires to stop it. She simply moans around her gag, her body writhing against the sheets, and I know she’ll let me push her as far as I want, as I need, because it’s what she needs as well.

I undo her gag, my hand sliding to her neck, holding her, before taking her lips with mine, squeezing every time she starts to get loud as I turn up the pulses once more. Her eyes open, meeting mine when I pull my lips from hers, her whine making my cock jerk awake again, and I slide it up and down her dripping lips, pressing against her clit when she breathes in deep, with a shaky moan.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” I tease her, smiling as her hands slip up to my shoulders, holding me tight.

“Everything with you. Fuck, Evan…I’m going to come again,” she adds, her eyes begging for it, and I wrap my hand back around her throat, squeezing gently sending her straight into it. Her nails dig into my shoulders, and I let out a low hiss as her pussy rubs against my cock.

I flip up the level on the box again pulling her eyes open to mine, loving the anxiousness of it mingling with the need for it I see there. She’s always been perfect for me, but this…holy shit, this is definitely something I never expected, didn’t know I needed with her.

I grab a pillow, shoving it under her ass, then slip one of the other toys I found into her opening, bringing a gasp to her lips as she tried to wiggle away from me. “Evan…no, not that one.”

“Why not?” I teased running my finger around the opening it created, holding her lips open, not enough I’d be able to fuck her with my cock through it, but wide enough for fingers for certain.

“It’s too much,” she moans, and I pull her back towards me, smiling deeply at her, while holding up the box, showing her my finger poised over the button to send the pulses through that connector.

“You know what to say to stop it then, don’t you, baby?” I warn, before hitting it, watching her body bow upward a bit at the first shock.

“Evan…” she moans breathily, her fingers twisting the sheets once more, but she doesn’t move from me, or try to take the box, or even say the word that will have me stopping, telling me she loves it, even if she thinks it’s too much.

“What was that, Mia-mine?”

“Fuck…oh shit, more,” she begs when I flip it up a couple more levels.

“One of these days I’ll find a way to make you say it,” I tease, claiming her mouth with mine, before teasing her ass with my cock. The juice dripping from her pussy drenches it, letting me breach that tight as fuck ring with ease. Her hand slams over her mouth just as her scream escapes, her body clamping down on mine, and I wait until she loosens up a bit before I plow in and out of her ass, reclaiming every bit of her as mine.

I keep nudging the levels up until she’s at max for her nipples and clit. The spreader is at level six, when she comes so hard her eyes roll backwards, her body seizing, and it pulls me straight over with her.

I roll us, turning off the box, holding her tight as tears fall from her eyes onto my neck. Her body jerking and twitching still, and I cover her body with my hands, keeping her close as her fingers delve into my hair, holding onto the strands.

I don’t bother pulling my still half-hard dick from her ass when I pick her up, taking us into her shower. I can’t wait until I can get her into our new one. One that I designed in my mind to enjoy her however I wanted before I’d even had her tied up and had built for us five years ago. I’m thankful that my brothers never found out about the place to do something to it. The second I got out, I had someone go check on it, getting it ready for us to head to the moment Mia was all mine again.

Hers is the typical shower-tub combo, forcing me to pull out of her to keep her safe, while cleaning her up. Her legs are jelly but that doesn’t bother me. I hold her back against my front, washing her thoroughly before rinsing off, my dick hard once more, but the fucker is just going to have to wait. Much as I want to keep my girl in bed for days, I want her safe first. I need her at our new home—need her last name to be mine before that.

I wrap her up in her robe after drying her body off, carrying her into the bedroom, and set her on the chair in the space. Her mouth pouts when I slip into clothes, and I can’t resist from kissing it into a smile. I need her happy. Listening to her talk last night, I was ready to go murder my brother, but that would simply take me away from her again. No fucking way was that going to happen.

“You rest, let me get some of your stuff packed up. Anything else I’ll have sent to us.”

“What?” Mia says, her brows furling a bit and I drop another kiss onto her lips, then one onto her forehead with a smile at her.

“I thought I could wait, but I need to have you somewhere I can fuck you and listen to you scream as loud as you need, as I can make you, without needing to stab a fucker’s ear drum out for hearing you come. I have everything ready for us. It’s been ready for five years, baby, and I can’t wait another day. Tell me what you want or need right now, and I’ll have one of the agents pack up the rest and get it out to us. Okay?”

“Okay,” she agrees, a smile so gorgeous that I hit my knees, burying my face in her stomach, fucking relieved that she’s stayed mine all this time. Even thinking I’d betrayed her by doing a job for my family, she was always faithful to me, to us. “Evan…”

“I fucking love you, so much baby,” I get out, my chest tight with the emotions I never let myself feel. It was too dangerous while in prison, even if I was at the top of the food chain when it came to the other prisoners. Being a Cooper in there kept me safe, even if not free. Now,notbeing a Cooper is going to keep us safe and free.

“I love you too, Evan. Always,” she promises, and I steal her lips once more, before cleaning the toys to repack them. She won’t ever need them for solo-play, but she’ll still get plenty of use out of them for my pleasure.

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