Miranda eased up on the suction to nibble the vein on the underside of his shaft and cup his sac in her soft palm. Then she opened wide and took him deep. He pressed deeper, her cheeks hollowed, and he groaned from the exquisite wet velvet pressure of her mouth. “Yeah, just like that, gorgeous. Keep swallowing." Seconds later he growled a warning. “Fuck me, you feel so good. I'm gonna blow." She hummed agreement around his shaft that pushed him a scale or two closer to paradise. As the electric charge of ecstasy rippled through his cock in long bursts of bliss, he cupped her head, letting the silky curls tease his fingers while her mouth suctioned the last drops of his cum. The elevator's sleek black and silver interior gleamed with gold highlights. The new color scheme meant his demon sign had bled through his glamour. First time that had happened since puberty. Losing control always shook him. Mating stripped away his restraint so fast it was way past scary.
