Page 91

We both look around to see if anyone heard, but everyone is still facing forward. There was a particularly loud scene involving a chainsaw on the screen, and the noise from that must’ve drowned me out.

“I told you to be quiet,” Miles reminds me, but he doesn’t stop his relentless pace as he curves his fingers deep inside me.

“I-I… I can’t…help it,” I mutter, letting out soft moans and whimpers as I rock against his hand, desperately chasing the release I can feel building.

My whole body is on fire, my nerve endings feel like they’re crackling with desire, ready to implode at any moment. Each time he drags his fingers over that sweet spot, or sucks on my neck in the most perfect way, I get closer to the edge.

“Oh fuck,” I mumble. “I’m so close.”

“Good girl,” Miles whispers into my ear as he presses his thumb against my throbbing clit. “Your tight little cunt is fluttering around my fingers. Are you going to show me what a dirty girl you are and come for me?”

I capture his lips with mine, needing to taste him on my tongue as I nod. I pull back just far enough to speak. “Yes, please, can I come, Sir?”

A devilish smile crosses his lips, and his bright-blue eyes sparkle as he continues the relentless pace of his fingers, making sure his thumb gives my clit the attention it needs. “Are you sure you want to come right now? In the middle of the cinema, where anyone could see?”

I don’t even hesitate; the answer tumbles from my lips in an instant. “Yes, please, Sir.”

He lets out a dark chuckle, looking incredibly pleased with himself as my breathing becomes more ragged, my hips rocking to meet every one of his movements as my orgasm builds.

“Now that I know you like to play in public, there will be no going back. If you ask to come now, you’re agreeing I can do this anywhere, at any time. Do you still want to come?” he asks, staring at me intently, so I can see the seriousness that matches his tone.

There’s a part of my brain that’s considering the implications of an agreement like this, but it’s quickly silenced when he rubshis thumb over my clit rapidly, making my abdomen coil as my pussy floods.

All logical thought goes out of the window, and I have to trust that Miles would never take things too far. Besides, I’ll always have my safeword, so my response tumbles from my lips far easier than it should.

“Yes, Sir. I agree. Now, please, can I come?” I beg, using my eyes to plead with him as I squeeze his cock, letting him see just how fucking desperate I am.

We both moan together, and he jerks his hips, rubbing his length against my hand. I move towards the zipper again, wanting to give him the release I’m sure he needs, but his growl and stern glare stop me.

“Only good girls get to come, Indie,” he says firmly.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Sir. I’ll be good.” The words come out in a rush, my body tensing as his fingers drive me crazy.

I feel his teeth pull on my earlobe, as his fingers push in as deep as they can go, before he drags them out agonisingly slowly, his thumb circling around my clit, rather than on it.

My body starts to tremble, anticipation and desire coursing through me as Miles winds me up perfectly. “Please. Please, Sir. I can’t… I really need… Please, can I come now?”

Miles presses more kisses along my neck and my collarbone, nipping and sucking in a maddening way, but he doesn’t give me the permission I need. I know I can’t hold back any longer, no matter how hard I try.

I try to think of something else, to focus my mind away from anything, except the fucking amazing pleasure he’s giving me. I tense up, desperate to hold off the release that’s about to hit, all whilst begging Miles frantically.

He knows I’m seconds away from coming, yet he still doesn’t give me the permission I need. Tears roll down my cheeks, andfor just a moment, I consider using my safeword. I need to come, but I don’t want to do it without his permission.

Miles sees the tears falling down my cheeks and his devilish expression shifts into a wince, before he gives me a reassuring smile. “You’re such a good girl. Come for me. Come all over my fingers like the dirty little slut you are.”

As soon as the words leave his lips, he bites down on my shoulder hard enough to leave a mark, and I cry out as my orgasm hits me. My body trembles as my pussy flutters, my muscles tensing as white spots flood my vision.

Miles keeps his lips around the bite mark, sucking hard, as his fingers slowly coax out the last of my release, his thumb gently stroking my extremely sensitive clit.

When my muscles finally relax, I draw in a deep gasping breath, before sagging into the chair as my body turns to jelly. As Miles pulls his fingers from my sore pussy, I let out a hiss, and he quickly swallows the noise with a kiss. I lean into his lips, loving the way he devours me with his tongue.

He pulls away, but keeps his gaze fixed on me as he draws his fingers into his mouth, making sure I’m watching as he licks them clean. I have to bite my lip to hold back a groan, as it’s so fucking sexy when he does that.

As soon as he takes his fingers from his mouth, he reaches down and straightens my thongs and dress, making me look the same as I did before he blew my mind.

“Are you okay?” he asks, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

I nod as I snuggle into his side, trying to discreetly wipe away my tears. I decide to be honest with him. “I am. I loved it, but for a moment, I thought you were going to make me come without permission, and I considered using my safeword.”