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  Devin moved faster now, thrusting his cock deeply into her mouth. The desire to come overtook all of his careful control as Miranda moaned some more, the vibrations and sucking pulling the seed from his body. A roar erupted from his lips, as his cock spilled its seed, her throat working to swallow it. His breathing came out in rapid pants, as he struggled to contain his need. Devin looked down as she released his cock.

  Miranda licked her lips, still tasting the salty seed in her mouth. Her swollen clit throbbed, and her pussy creamed in need for him.

  “Lie down on the bed, querida. I’m thirsty,” he said as he stared at her with an all‑consuming hunger.

  She crawled on the bed and fell backwards, obeying him instantly. Devin knelt in front of the bed, just as her legs opened in invitation. His rough calloused hands held her inner thighs secured, as his shoulders wedged between. He bent his dark head, licking her pussy lips first and tracing them with his tongue. Miranda moaned at the feel of his hot tongue against her aching need.

  “Dios, Devin, please. I need more.”

  “What do you need, amor? Say the words,” he whispered as he flicked her swollen clit.

  “Make me come, Devin. Please.”

  Miranda screamed as he took her tiny clit into his mouth, sucking hard. The sensations bordered on pain as she came all over his mouth. She should have been embarrassed about coming so quickly, but the rapture that soon followed gave her no time. She ground her pussy against his lips, riding out her orgasm and savoring every ounce of her release.

  Devin rose, licking his lips, tasting all of her essence gathered on his face. Miranda pushed herself on her elbow and aligned his cock with the entrance of her pussy. She took her time, rubbing the head on her clit and wetting his cock with her juices. The sensations were mind boggling as she continued to rub herself.

  “Devin, fuck me. I need you.” Miranda was past the point of caring about anything, but their pleasure.

  She whimpered as the head of his cock entered her. Miranda felt every ridge of his hard cock as he sank inside. Her pussy clasped him deeply as his cock pulsed and jerked deeply within.

  “Te Amo, Miranda,” he whispered, grabbing onto her thighs firmly as he fucked her deeply. She loved the way he knew how to fuck her, hard and deep. Already she could feel her orgasm building. Their lovemaking was urgent as his thrusts became more frantic, and Miranda felt his cock all the way to her womb. Devin’s hand flew to her clit, rubbing it in a circular motion. A scream tore from her throat as her climax piqued at the same time Devin roared, his cum shooting deeply into her.

  Chapter Seven

  “I’m resigning from my position,” Miranda stated the following morning as she sat at the kitchen table. Devin walked over from the stove, placing a stack of pancakes and syrup on the table.

  “What led to the decision?” he asked as he grabbed the pot of coffee and sat down.

  “I could name many things, but none would be as important as working on our marriage. It’s time I take a step back from my career and realize what’s truly important.”

  “Miranda, I never wanted you to leave your job.”

  “I’m not doing this for you, Devin. I’m doing this for us and our marriage. I’m not saying that I won’t continue my work as a scientist, but to be in charge of an entire corporation’s research facility… It’s just not for me anymore. I made the decision long ago. I want to know what it feels like to have an eight hour job and to come home to you. Not that I assume that you’re going to give yours up.” Now that things were just beginning for them, she didn’t want to put any more pressure on him.

  “Amor, haven’t I told you I’m back for good? I can do security work from anywhere. The Spectra Group is opening up a new office in New York. The position is mine. I don’t have to give up what I like doing. I’m just giving up the field part. Our marriage is too important to me, and we have a chance at saving it. I assure you that nothing will come between us again.”

  Miranda stood and slowly straddled him, placing a kiss to his lips. “Te amo, por siempre. I love you, forever. Why couldn’t we figure this out three years ago?”

  “That’s simple, mi amor. I truly believe fate played a hand in this, and I’m not upset any longer by it. How can I be? You had a very important job in making that vaccine, and ensuring millions of lives weren’t going to be at risk. For that, I thank you.”

  “How did I ever get so lucky with you?” she whispered against his lips. Her heart felt like bursting from her chest with the love she felt for this man. Miranda slipped her tongue into his mouth, loving the way his lips molded to hers as she kissed him. She could feel his cock poking her from his sweat pants, and Miranda moaned as she felt her pussy cream for him.

  Devin broke the kiss off. “Amor, eat your breakfast before it gets cold. You’re going to need your strength later for the things I have planned for you.”

  “What things?”

  “Some things are meant to be kept a surprise. Eat up,” he said as he picked her up off of his lap and placed her on her feet. “Then we fuck.”

  Miranda had to force herself to sit down and concentrate on eating, when all she really wanted to do was straddle him once more, slipping his cock into her.

  * * * * *

  Devin retrieved the lube from the top drawer. He removed his sweats, releasing his cock. The sight of Miranda lying submissive before him had him steeling himself against the urge to plunge his cock into her pussy. There was something he had dreamed of doing to her. Back then, Devin had thought he had all the time in the world to do everything he wanted to do to her. But their separation had taught him one thing. Time was short. No one knew how long he had with the one he loved, which was why he wanted to spend every minute with her, cherishing the love they had for one another.

  Devin walked over to the bed. Her eyes went wide at the sight of the lube in his hand. “What are you doing?” she whispered nervously.

  “Giving us something we both want.”

  Awed at the beautiful scene she made, he knelt by the bed. Her long brown hair was loose and flowing over her, reaching just above her tight beaded nipples. Miranda spread her legs, and Devin’s gaze zeroed in on her bare cunt. He could see her pussy already moist with her juices and desire.

  Devin bent, plunging his tongue into her pussy, lapping up the taste of her as he uncapped the lube. He pushed one lube covered finger into her ass as he continued to devour the taste of her.

  Miranda whimpered, lifting her cunt closer to the pleasure he provided her. He added another finger to the first, pushing in and out as he took her clit between his lips. He sucked, tasted, and licked her, loving the taste of her true essence.

  “Do you like it, Miranda?” Devin continued to rim her with his finger.

  “Dios, Devin, please give me more.”

  Her pleading, the sweat clinging to his skin, the heavy scent of sex in the air, the undeniable need to make her his in all ways served to make him more aroused.

  Devin rose and grabbed Miranda, turning her around. “On your knees,” he whispered. She obliged immediately as he placed the head of his cock at her anus and pushed into her ass ever so slowly. The urge to come doubled at the tightness surrounding his cock. Miranda squirmed.

  “Devin, it hurts,” she whispered as she tightened around him.

  “Relax, querida. Don’t tense up around me. Take deep breaths and let me in. Come on amor. You can do it.”

  He reached underneath, stimulating her clit. Miranda moaned, the pleasure colliding with the slight bite of pain his cock gave her. Her mind focused on the consuming bliss that erupted in her cunt and ass. He was surrounding her with his heat, stimulating her with his hand as it reached under her and tugged her beaded nipple. Wanting to prolong the pleasure, she found herself thrusting against him.

  Miranda noticed Devin speeding up his thrusts as she bent down even lower, allowing for a deeper penetration. Nothing they had ever done together had even come close to this. The pleasure was
mind consuming, and Miranda found herself delaying her orgasm, so she could have more of him.

  “Don’t hold back.” Devin smacked her ass. She could fight many things, but not the fiery, well-placed sting. It only took one more to send her into the kaleidoscope of rapture as her ass tightened on his cock and her pussy spilled her release. She heard Devin moan, giving her one final thrust, before she felt the blistering fire of his semen erupting inside.

  Miranda felt Devin pull his cock from her body in a slow aching retrieval. She collapsed facedown on the bed. She could sleep for a whole week with the way he had drained her, but she wasn’t complaining. It was probably the best sex they had ever had.

  She lifted her hooded gaze, staring at his naked ass as he walked into the bathroom. He came out in seconds with a towel in his hands. Miranda bit back the moan as he gently cleaned their mixed release. The bed dipped with his weight. Devin maneuvered her so that he could lie down, and then he draped her over his body. The languid tiredness seeping through her bones and the comfortable silence between them led her into a deep sleep.

  * * * * *

  “What are you doing?” Devin asked while nibbling on her earlobe.

  “I hope you don’t mind me using your desk. I was checking my e-mail.” She moaned, feeling the nipping bites all the way down to her pussy.

  “So, I’ll let you concentrate,” he said with a laugh, letting her go. “Anything I should know about?”

  “Just routine e-mails. Several from the top officials at WHO, wondering if the access code will be delivered on time. I just fired off the response. We will be there tomorrow. John Yates e-mailed me quite a few times. He’s wondering where I am. I haven’t replied, yet. I wasn’t sure it was safe to let anyone know over e-mail. I figure I’ll call him later.”

  “You haven’t told anyone where you are, have you?”

  “No one knows where I am.”

  “Let’s keep it that way for now. John hired us, but the fewer people that actually know where we are the better.”

  Chapter Eight

  The drive back to New York City was filled with traffic. Miranda was glad that they had decided to leave two hours earlier. Nervousness and anxiety flitted through her stomach. She prayed everything would come out okay. Two attempts on her life and no word yet as to who was behind it.

  She still couldn’t get over the fact that someone could be so evil to not let the distribution codes go through. Miranda knew she shouldn’t be shocked. In a world where evil primarily existed, there still were those that hoped for a better future. Hopefully, the Spectra Group could find out who was behind the attempts on her life.

  “Do you think we’ll find whoever sent that man to murder me?”

  Devin threw her a glance, reassuring her in his one‑second gaze before concentrating on the road. “Miranda, I promise you that whoever he is, he will not get away unpunished. It’s not over until I see him either behind bars or dead.”

  “The world surprises me, Devin. The avian flu has already broken out in China, giving more of a chance of the disease spreading worldwide. Yet, there are those who would rather see millions dead, than see millions live.”

  “Unfortunately, evil does exist in humans.” He gave her a brief, but serious look. “I don’t know if I ever told you this. One of the reasons why I chose my profession was because I wanted to make a difference in the world. Capturing those people who commit atrocious crimes helps me sleep better at night.”

  “I do appreciate that and you. You have a heart of gold. I love you, Devin, and from now on I’m behind you one hundred percent.”

  “Same here, amor,” he replied as he pulled into the parking lot of Sterling Corp. The place was empty. Only the nation’s top official and John Yates knew of there arrival. Devin stepped out of his SUV and reached for his .357 Magnum in the glove compartment. He pushed the safety off, before putting the gun in his holster.

  Miranda stepped out of the car and walked to the front door of the building. Devin followed her as she put in her security code and the door immediately opened.

  “Hey, Frank. This is my husband, Devin. Devin, this is Frank.”

  “Nice to meet you, Frank.”

  “Same here, sir.”

  “Is anyone in, yet?” Miranda asked the security guard.

  “Just a few of the normal early birds, Mrs. Cruz.”

  “Thanks, Frank. I’ll be in my office if anyone needs me.”

  “Sure thing.”

  Miranda reached over and pushed the button to the elevator.

  “I like that,” Devin whispered into her ear.

  “Like what?” she asked, turning to him.

  “The husband part.”

  “It felt good to say it, too.” She laughed as they stepped into the elevator.

  “I’m glad,” he replied, before kissing her lips as he palmed the curve of her ass.

  “Fifteenth Floor.” The mechanical voice announced their destination over the speaker, breaking the fire-lit kiss. Miranda panted as Devin nudged his dick against the curve of her belly.

  “We’ve got years to make up, amor. After this we’re heading back to bed,” he said.

  “You’ve got yourself a deal,” she replied.

  After the elevator doors opened, Devin followed his wife down the hall to her office. His cell phone buzzed in the clip. “I’m going to answer this. I’ll be right outside the door.”

  “I’ll do what I have to do and be out in five minutes. It shouldn’t take long.”

  Devin nodded as she opened the door to her office, letting it close slowly behind her.

  “Devin, here.”

  “It’s Esme. There are a few things I’ve found out that should be intriguing to you.”

  “You always come through, darling. What do you have?”

  “Flattery will get you everywhere with me.” She laughed. “Someone tried to access your information through the computer yesterday. Lucky for you, that’s my specialty. We’ve built a hacker-proof program, so no one got the information they were trying to obtain. I was able to trace the hacker to get this…the Sterling Corp.”

  “We already know that someone in Sterling Corp. has been behind all of this.”

  “But what we didn’t know was that CEO John Yates was the one accessing your files.”

  “Are you sure about this?”

  “Yes. We’ve matched his ISP number to his account address. Lincoln’s doing some further investigating. There is no motive as of yet. But it looks like he hired us for appearance sake. He was intending to get rid of Miranda all along.”

  “I’ll call you back,” replied Devin as he flipped his phone closed. His stomach dropped as he slipped his gun out and opened the door.

  Anger coursed through him at the sight of Yates holding a gun to Miranda’s head. His other hand covered her mouth. Devin could see the fear in her gaze. He brought his gun forward, aiming for Yate’s head. He wasn’t going to live to see tomorrow. Failing wasn’t an option when it came to his wife’s life.

  “You have no way of getting out of here alive. Stand down,” Devin stated through clenched teeth.

  “If you pull that trigger your wife will die, too,” John whispered as he released the hand on Miranda’s mouth.

  “Why, John? We’ve been working on this for years. Why would you do something like this?”

  “Use your head, Miranda. Do you honestly think I’d be foolish enough to choose working for hours on end with pennies for pay over the Arabian government’s offer of one billion dollars?”

  “You son of a bitch. You would risk the lives of millions for money?”

  “This disgusting world is over populated anyway. I’m sure the government would be grateful if there were a million less mouths to feed.”

  “You vile condescending pig. What about honor? How could you betray the government that trusted you to lead this company for years?” she bit out.

  “Shut up! No more words from you. You’re coming with me. Back away now,
Devin.”

  “You have only two options, Yates. Stand down or die. I won’t repeat myself.”

  “You really think you can save your wife? Put your gun down, now,” he screamed.

  “Wrong answer,” Devin replied a second before he pulled the trigger, hitting Yates right between the eyes at the same time Miranda wrenched herself away from his grasp.

  * * * * *

  The WHO distribution codes were received an hour later as well as her resignation in the company. World Health Organization officials promised the vaccines in all parts of the world. Those poor countries who could not afford the making of the formula would still have access. With the new formula no more lives would have to be at risk. Miranda was glad to finally have it out of her hands.