MiraMy heart is at war with my mind. The way Devin whispered he wants me was enough to break down every barrier, every single one of my defences and surrender to him willfully. My heart beats waywardly when I’m around him. The way my body trembles at his very touch is proof enough that he has the power to unravel me to the point that I won’t have the resolve to put myself back together again. My head is screaming at me to stick with Levi because it’s uncomplicated, and when it comes to an end, it won’t hurt as much. However, my heart is pulling me toward Devin.Oh God, what do I do? Do I go with the voice of reason or follow my heart and face getting burned again?After we arrived at the hotel to drop off our luggage, Devin and I ventured out to explore the beautiful city of Rome. The sun is beaming; the city buzzing. We agreed to put a pin in the conversation we had on the plane and enjoy our time in Rome without making it awkwar
Devin smiles warmly, “It’s my Italian genes.”“Your back is boiling. Does it hurt?” He shakes his head, taking my free hand into his and kissing my fingers.“No, but keep touching me.” He mumbles, closing his eyes. “Never stop touching me.” We sat there for a while just talking, murmuring to one another. My hand is laced with his while I play with his hair with the other.Devin kept his promise and bought me Gelato, which we ate as the sun set while we strolled hand in hand through Giardino degli Aranci—or Orange’s Garden. The infamous park that grows the bitter oranges. While we walk, I hear music and pull Devin along, following the music until we come to a fountain and a lady singing a beautiful Italian song with her guitar. Her voice was so beautiful and the song so emotional that you feel it in your bones even if you didn’t understand. That’s the beauty of music. You don’t have to understand it; just feel it. Something about her words spoke to me. It tugged at my heartstrings.“Be
DevinI 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 m
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.“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 m
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,
MiraOh. My. God.Over the years, I spent so many nights fantasising about what it would feel like to sleep with Devin. My lewd mind conjured up every scenario, but the reality was so much better than any fantasy I could have ever invoked. The intense passion and the immense need for one another were something I’ve never experienced before. I thought what I had with Scott was passionate, but that was nothing compared to what I have with Dev. Levi, however, is a very, very close second, he’s just as passionate, but I think what makes it that much more special for Devin and me is the distinct connection. Our chemistry and attraction for one another is off the scale.Those three days we spent together in Rome were astounding. But, alas, the fairy tale has to end sometime, much to mine and Devin’s disappointment. So we’re back in London, on our way back to my place. “Dev, we should really talk,” I murmur against his lips.“Mm, talk.
I narrow my eyes at him, a little in scrutiny. “You really want to have this conversation while you’re still hard and throbbing inside of me? You don’t find it a tad inappropriate?” Devin smirks, shaking his head.“I don’t see a more appropriate time. Do you?”I exhale, forcing aside the sudden awkwardness like a big fat elephant just sat on my chest. “We fooled around a lot.”Devin’s brows draw together, and he licks his lips. “Fooled around? What the hell does that mean?”I go to move off him, but he grips my waist and keeps me in place. Finally, I meet his penetrating gaze and sigh. “What do you think it means?”Devin rolls his eyes, his jaw set tight and twitching. “Don’t be vague, Mira. Give it to me straight.”“We kissed, did oral, he fingered me, and I gave him a hand job, we had phone sex. That’s it.” Devin scowls at me.“So basically, everything but fuck.” He states bitterly, and I shrug. Devin turns to look out of the window, his grip on my hips tightening. “Are you going to
DevinI’ve been pacing my living room restlessly for the past ninety minutes. Shall I call her? I hate the way we left things. I should have gone after her, demanded we talk and work things out, but I didn’t. I fucking didn’t, and I think I just lost her. I’m furious, and I know I don’t have the right to be, but I am. It was bad enough thinking she was sleeping with Levi, but to know she did all the things we did with him is making me crazy. I’ve dealt with this all wrong. I know that. I made her feel like a cheap tart when she’s not. She’s nothing of the sort.Fuck, I didn’t mean for it to come across like that. I pick up my phone and stare at her number, my finger hovering over the call button. The sound of the elevator doors opening distracts me, and I see Levi walk out, his helmet under his arm, a thunderous look on his face.He drops his helmet on the kitchen island with a loud thud and walks over to the bar to pour himself a