Miranda returns the favor

As the last waves of the orgasm receded, Miranda's body relaxed, her muscles releasing their tension. Her chest still heaved with exertion, and her breath came in ragged gasps. Jack's fingers slowly withdrew from her, leaving a trail of wetness on her thighs. Miranda's eyes, still fixed on Jack's, sparkled with a mixture of satisfaction and residual desire.

Jack's smile softened, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she gazed at Miranda. She leaned forward, her lips brushing against Miranda's in a gentle, soothing kiss. Miranda's mouth opened, allowing Jack's tongue to sweep inside, and she felt a flutter in her chest as Jack's tongue danced with hers.

As they broke apart from the gentle kiss, Jack's fingers trailed up to Miranda's neck, her thumb brushing against the dog collar that still encircled her throat. The metal was warm to the touch, heated by Miranda's skin, and Jack's eyes sparkled with amusement as she toyed with the collar. "Maybe you should wear this all the time," she teased, her voice husky with desire. "Let everyone know you're my bitch."

Miranda's eyes flashed with a mixture of excitement and trepidation, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned into Jack's touch, her head tilting slightly to the side as Jack's fingers continued to dance across the collar.

Miranda's voice was a husky whisper, her breath dancing across Jack's skin as she spoke. "You enjoy this too much." The words were an accusation, but her tone was playful, teasing. She kissed Jack's neck seductively, her lips tracing the curve of her jawline. Jack's eyes fluttered closed, her head tilting to the side as she surrendered to the gentle caress.

Her fingers continued to toy with the dog collar, the metal glinting in the dim light as she stroked it. Miranda's skin was warm beneath her touch, and Jack could feel the pulse of her heartbeat, a steady rhythm that seemed to match the thrumming of her own desire.

Miranda's lips trailed down Jack's neck, her tongue darting out to taste the salty sweetness of her skin. She kissed her way down Jack's chest, her mouth tracing the curves of her breasts, before continuing down the gentle slope of her stomach. Jack's muscles tensed, her abdomen fluttering with anticipation, as Miranda's lips danced across her skin.

As Miranda reached the juncture of Jack's thighs, she paused, her breath washing over Jack's skin like a warm breeze. Jack's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto Miranda's, as she felt the first tentative licks of Miranda's tongue.

"Fuck!" Jack's voice was a low, husky whisper, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt Miranda's tongue dance across her skin. She held the back of Miranda's head, her fingers tangling in the dark hair as she urged her closer. Miranda's mouth was a warm, wet haven, and Jack felt her muscles tense with anticipation as Miranda's tongue delved deeper.

Miranda's lips were a gentle caress, her tongue a teasing whisper that sent shivers down Jack's spine. She felt her abdomen flutter, her muscles tensing with desire as Miranda's mouth explored her. Jack's fingers tightened in Miranda's hair, holding her in place as she felt the first waves of pleasure build.

As the waves of pleasure intensified, Jack's grip on Miranda's hair tightened, her fingers tangling deeper into the dark locks. Miranda's tongue danced across her skin, the gentle caress sending shivers down Jack's spine. She felt her abdomen flutter, her muscles tensing with desire as Miranda's mouth explored her. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, the smell intoxicating as Jack's body responded to Miranda's touch.

Miranda's lips were a warm, wet haven, and Jack felt herself getting lost in the sensation. She arched her back, her hips rising off the bed as Miranda's tongue delved deeper.

Miranda's tongue continued its torturous path, each flick sending a jolt of pleasure through Jack's body. Jack's breath came in ragged gasps, her hips bucking as Miranda's lips closed around her, her tongue swirling in a way that made Jack's vision blur.

Miranda's hands gripped Jack's thighs, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as she tasted her. The room was filled with the sound of Jack's moans, the bed creaking beneath them as she writhed in pleasure.

As Miranda's tongue continued its relentless ****, Jack's body began to tremble, her muscles tensing in anticipation of the impending release. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, her hips bucking wildly as she struggled to contain the building pressure. Miranda's hands gripped her thighs tighter, holding her in place as her tongue danced across Jack's skin, sending shivers down her spine.

The air was thick with tension, the only sound the ragged gasps of Jack's breath and the soft, wet sounds of Miranda's mouth. Jack's vision began to blur, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt herself being pulled over the edge.

As the pressure finally reached its breaking point, Jack's body arched off the bed, her back bowing in a perfect curve as she let out a strangled cry. Miranda's tongue never faltered, her lips sealed around Jack's skin as she felt the first spasms of Jack's orgasm. The sound that escaped Jack's lips was almost animalistic, a raw, primal scream that was both pain and pleasure.

Miranda's hands gripped Jack's thighs even tighter, holding her in place as Jack's hips bucked wildly, her body shuddering with each wave of pleasure.