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“Ignore it,” Miranda demanded. “Make me feel everything.”

Tori pulled back, staring down into Miranda’s unmasked gaze. This was who she was, everything Tori had asked for. She only wished she could see her like this more often. Bending down, Tori pressed their mouths together, intending to go slow. Miranda arched her back up, her hand cupping the back of Tori’s head, deepening the embrace and bringing things to a furious pace.

Tori had two fingers knuckle deep inside Miranda when she finally broke the kiss. Miranda moved against her, rutting her hips as she gripped onto Tori’s shoulders to keep herself right where she wanted.

“You deserve everything,” Tori whispered, dropping kisses to Miranda’s collarbone and neck. “You deserve the world.”

Miranda’s voice caught in her throat, the smallest groan.

“I shouldn’t have lied. I’m so sorry I did.” Tori scraped her teeth against Miranda’s neck, wondering if she’d leave a mark by the end of the night. What would Miranda do if she did? “You were right.”

Miranda gasped.

“I should have taken better care of what we have.” Tori kissed Miranda’s chest, moving down to her breasts, keeping the steady rhythm of her fingers and thumb going. She sucked on Miranda’s nipples, teasing them with the tip of her tongue before stretching back out on top of her. “You were right to call me out.”

“Come here,” Miranda slurred as she pulled Tori back down, their lips touching in a brief kiss. “Shut up.”

“Never.” Tori laughed lightly. “Because you deserve all the words and communication. That’s how we move forward, isn’t it?”

Miranda didn’t answer. Her eyelids fluttered shut as her face pinched up. Heat rushed around Tori’s fingers, wet adding to wet. A flush rose against Miranda’s breasts and cheeks as she pulsed around Tori.

“There you are.” Tori pressed delicate kisses to Miranda’s cheeks, the corner of her mouth, her neck. “I want to mark you so bad.”

“Do it.” Miranda crumbled.

Tori scraped her teeth against the hollow of Miranda’s neck, to the spot where her shoulder and neck met. She nibbled lightly, sucking the still-cool skin between her teeth. Tori took her time, warming Miranda inch by inch as she explored her body now that she had been given the time. She left bite marks here and there, all over her chest, her thighs, her hip bone. By the time she started back up, Miranda put her hand on Tori’s head and shoved her back down. “Not done yet.”

Chuckling, Tori raised her gaze up to meet those now amused honeyed eyes. “Care to tell me what you want now?”

“Your mouth on me. Don’t stop until I can’t breathe.”

“Not something I’m willing to say no to.”

Tori took her sweet time moving between Miranda’s legs, pressing kisses here and there as she went, another hickey when she had a chance. Miranda tried to get her to move faster, but she refused. It may have been furious in the beginning, but now she was in complete control again.

“Tori,” Miranda whined. “Enough of that already.”

“I’m pretty sure you told me you wanted to feel everything. So either you lied to me, or I’m doing exactly what you wanted and you’re just impatient.”

Miranda huffed.

“That’s what I thought.”

Tori started again, just to annoy Miranda into another orgasm if she could. But when she finally nuzzled her face between Miranda’s legs, the short-trimmed hairs biting into her cheeks and lips, Tori knew they were both beyond ready. She didn’t even tease this time. She pulled Miranda’s clit fully into her mouth, sucking, and swirling her tongue. She took in deep breaths, all her thoughts and senses consumed by Miranda.

“Tori,” Miranda called, her back arching up again. “Tori, I don’t think…” She paused. “I don’t think…”

“Don’t think then,” Tori said quickly before diving back in. She wished Miranda would just stop thinking sometimes. It might get them both out of a whole lot of trouble—or into it—if she did.

Miranda curled up, holding her body up with one hand behind her. She held onto the back of Tori’s head, pressing her firmly between her legs as she rode through her orgasm, crying out as she held on tightly. When Miranda finally eased her grasp, Tori slowed and moved back up her body with gentle kisses. Miranda flopped onto her back, her hands above her as she shook her head and laughed lightly.

“What on earth was that?”

“What was what?” Tori popped her head up, grinning when she saw the look Miranda was giving her.

“Don’t think? Do you realize how hard that is to do?” Miranda was still trying to catch her breath.

“For you? Absolutely.” Tori twirled her finger around Miranda’s still erect nipple, continuing to tease her. She could go all night at this rate if she wanted. The burst of adrenaline from earlier was finally kicking her body into high gear.