I'M YOURS TOO

TWENTY

They arrived at the mansion at night and Kimimela quickly got down, the ride so far had been quiet and awkward. Miran had focused on driving, his expressions were written over him. The way he breathed, his eyes, and his flaring nose moved each time his breath increased.

She stood by the car door and when he got down, he walked to her holding her bag and the shopping bag, he took her hands and followed her inside.

"You should take a shower," he said, Kim stared with guilt written over her, he wasn't yelling and saying anything related. This made her heart pound even harder.

"Miran?" she caught his wrist, and he turned to her.

"Let's talk after you shower," he said lightly.

A few minutes later, Kim walked out of the bedroom, the scent of the house had changed, he sure was cooking something. She slowed her steps as she approached the living room and the kitchen. She stood by the door watching him prepare something for her.

He looked at her, and she managed a smile.

"Come here," he said, Kim pulled away from the door, walking over to him. He caught her and pulled her to his body, "Kimimela," his tone sounded like a warning, holding her cheek dearly

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to" she stared at him and her voice softened. Miran breathed heavily. "I-I know I shouldn't have, I got carried away and I'm sorry," she said, holding his arms.

Miran remained silent, staring at her, his long and piercing gaze began to make her uncomfortable.

"Don't you want to talk to me?" She said, caressing his cheek.

"Kim" he called, inhaling deeply.

"I said I'm sorry, I know I don't expect you to listen right now, but Miran I didn't mean to..." her eyes held his, dearly and lovely.

Miran paused, he cleared his throat, looking troubled and confused.

"I know you didn't,"

"I'm sorry about today,"

"You scared the shit out of me, Kim... Don't ever do that again," he replied, Kim stared at him, lost for words. He just buckled all the anger in and talked to her softly. How attractive could he possibly be? "I asked you to stay, I'd have gone crazy if anything happened to you, don't mess with me like that, don't fucking mess with me like that, ever... I don't know what I'd do if I lost you"

"I'm really sorry, baby" she injected. "I won't ever do that, I promise," she said.

Miran rested his forehead on hers, "You fucking die, take me with you, 'cause I can't live without you," He imposed.

Kim blushed, "Really?" She said smiling.

"I fucking mean it, Kimimela, I'm not letting you go again,"

His hand moved down smoothly to the curve of her sides to rest on her hips as he drew her in.

Kim chuckled, "Not like you ever let me go," she said, against his lips.

Kim's hand rested on both cheeks, she could only take little sips of breath, Miran's face bent down into hers in slow motion and then disappeared as she felt his hot mouth close over hers.

His hands moved down her butt, pressing her to his body tightly while his lips took hers, The tip of his tongue brushed her lips, insisted, and she opened to let him in, welcoming the urgent thrusting that sent a wildfire of searing flames racing through her body.

Kim felt his hands, go up to her thighs and he pulled away from her lips, "Follow me to Mexico," he said, Kim's brows raised.

"What?" She scoffed.

"I have to attend an urgent meeting in Mexico tomorrow and you're coming with me," he replied, as he squeezed her butt firmly.

"Gosh, Miran" her hands ran into his hair, letting him moan softly, mesmerized by her soft touches around his body.

His eyes opened, "I know you have work, baby,"

"I do have work, and you can't mix my work with yours,"

"I already have it taken care of,"

"You messed with my work again," Kim scoffed, rolling her eyes, Miran gripped the back of her neck gently.

"Don't fucking roll your eyes at me,"

"Miran?" She called, laughing. "This isn't about my eyes right now,"

"I'm done talking, baby..."

"I can't-" She groaned as his lips felt hers and kissed her neck. Kim knotted her fists in his shirt, pulling him harder against her. He groaned softly, low in his throat, and then his arms circled her, gathering her against him and lifting her to his body, Miran placed her on the table, throwing her legs against his shoulders.

"Oh god," she says, breathlessly as he kissed her thighs, meeting his eyes, "Don't tease me," she warned.

"Well, beautiful... You've been a bad girl lately and it's only right if you get punished," he replied, opening her legs and staring at her, licking his lips. 

Kim breathed for a moment and swallowed hard, his eyes told her how bad she was about to beg him. Her toes curled instantly as his warm lips licked her and paused.

"Please," she said, staring into his eyes, tensed. Kim can’t help but grin and bite her lip

Miran got up and slowly began to get rid of his shirt, her eyes danced around his bare skin. He leaned closer to her and took her by her neck, kissing her.

"You're not allowed to come, until I say so, okay?" He asked and pulled her lips. Kim nodded desperately for his touch. "Words, baby,"

"Yes," she breathed, Miran smiled.

He lifts her nightdress and slowly pushes her panties, He knows how aroused she is just by the scent of her, and a breath catches in her throat. wasting no time, Miran kissed her at the same time sliding a finger along her seam and teasing her folds. Kim's already as wet as she can be and he looks feral as he slides his fingers inside her body.

Kim grabs her lips, covering her moans. Her eyes shut instantly drowning in the pleasure he was causing.

Miran starts to plunge his fingers in and out of her and her walls are tensed on the cusp… when he stops and licks his finger.

Kim shook her head, "Don't come, remember?" She swallowed, breathing shallowly, Kim bit her lips.

He pushes two this time, Kim's eyes sank and a loud moan escapes her lips, her hand leaves the table and grabs his shoulders as she was shaking, his fingers continued even faster, and Kim could feel the pressure inside her build faster, she could feel the little shivers about to burst, her clit sending pulses down until she grips him,

"Please baby, let me come" she cried,

"Why?" He whispered, and pulls out, Kim grabs his hand, and he looks at her with a sly smile. Miran leans closer to her ear and whispers, "Tell me how bad you want to come and I'll let you,"

Blankly, she stares at him and how a devilish smirk pulled at the corner of his lips, "I-I" she stammered, biting her lower lips, the look he had on his face made her self-confidence disappear.

"Hands up, pretty," he said, and Kim obeyed and he began to undress her, as soon as he was done, he kissed her neck, and his hands cupped her breast, Kim's nipples stiff and his breath shallow. She could feel his bulge pretty damn hard against my belly.

While he’s kissing her neck, he slowly lowers his lips, taking a mouth full of her big tits, shiver runs through her. He finally does push his two fingers inside her. Kim's wet enough and she knew she could come anytime. Miran's mouth is all over her, and her moans are getting louder covering the kitchen and the living room.

Miran giggles against her nipples, looking up at her, "You're gonna call my whole men in" he said.

Kimimela's eyes danced around his, "Let me come," she swallowed.

Miran stops, and Kim's mouth opened breathlessly, "I see you wanna strike a deal?" He said, and her whole body clenched tightly as he starts to circle her.