Page 41 of Wed to the Devil

Pinning me in place with his gaze, he prowls toward me. He walks right up to me, biting his lip and making direct eye contact. I look up at him and reach out to touch his hip. His entire stomach is taut and rippled with muscle.

Dare rubs his thumb against my lower lip. Electricity sizzles in the air between us. I open my mouth and suck his thumb between my lips, feeling a tingle of excitement low in my body. When I release his thumb from my mouth with an audible pop, he growls and pushes my shoulder back against the couch.

Dare falls to his knees before me, leaning in and kissing me so passionately that it's on the edge of being painful. My breath freezes in my lungs. Suddenly, every nerve ending is firing, every brush of his fingers against my skin sets me on fire.

He cups my cheek for a second and then threads his fingers in my hair, fisting my hair and tugging my head back. I gasp as he kisses and sucks at the tender skin over my pulse. The feeling of being taken is overwhelming and total. I surrender as Dare's big hands yank at the skimpy straps of my dress and rip the fabric in his rush to expose my breasts. Automatically, I bring my hand up and try to block my nipples from his gaze.

But Dare growls at me and uses a hand to knock my hand away. He brings both of his hands to shape my oversensitive breasts and kisses each one with a hunger that takes my breath away.

His five o'clock shadow against my pebbled nipples is like lighting my whole body on fire. It sends a jolt straight down to my aching clit and I start panting.

I try to move my hands to cover myself, but Dare holds me down, pressing me into the couch with his strength. His body takes up the space all around me and his shoulders block out the light as he covers me. He licks and kisses and bites my breasts until I squirm.

Then Dare pushes my shoulder back an inch, locking eyes with me. I shiver as his ice blue gaze skewers right through me.

"Turn around. I want you on your knees, leaning your face against the couch."

I swallow, my eyes going wide. I start to protest, opening my mouth. But his snarl stops my words.

"I thought I said turn around."

Nodding at his tone, I push myself off the back of the couch. Dare moves back to let me turn myself around but then stops me when the front of my thighs touch the bottom of the couch. He reaches around me and presses one hand to my belly and the other to my throat. He nuzzles his face against my neck and whispers in my ear, making a shudder slide down my spine.

"You're mine," he grates. "My greedy little wife. You're such a good girl. Let me show you how you get treated when you make me happy, darling."

He kisses my neck and then pushes my forward, urging me to rest my arms against the couch cushions. As soon as I bend over, Dare lifts my skirt up around my hips and pulls my panties down. I 'm hungry to feel his cock inside me, filling me so perfectly. Images run through my head of how his cock is going to stretch me out, how in a matter of moments I'll be clenching and calling out his name.

Dare shocks me by putting his hands on my ass and spreading my ass cheeks, then putting his face down and kissing my inner thigh, mere inches away from my pussy and ass. I stifle a yelp.

"Dare!" I gasp.

He chuckles as he guides my knees apart with his hands and runs a single fingertip along my pussy seam. I clench forcefully and he kisses my inner thigh again.

"Easy," he murmurs into my flesh. "Let me feast on you, darling girl."

"Oh god," I whimper. I don't know whether to be embarrassed or excited that he has me bent over, exposed, and moaning. I am both at once somehow and I feel almost intoxicated with it. "Dare..."

His gentle touch as he trails his fingers over my pussy makes my pussy spasm.

"You're so needy, Talia. Do you feel how wet you are for me? How ready? God, I can't fucking get enough of you."

Dare's words make me clench. When he swirls two fingertips around my clit in a lazy motion, I swear my eyes roll up in my head. My entire body shivers.

He's got me right where he wants me and he's not letting go anytime soon.

Dare kisses my left ass cheek and works his fingers around my clit. My hands clutch the couch pillows. I let out a low moan of pure need.

"Does that feel good?" he whispers. "I want to hear you tell me how it feels to have my fingers in your pussy."

"Yes," I pant. I make another half a groan, pressing my ass toward Dare's hand. It feels so wrong to be enjoying this, but I can't stop. "Fuck, baby. You are killing me."

"Baby?" he asks with a chuckle. "I didn't realize that I'd get a pet name if I got you all wound up like this. I might have done it sooner if I knew."

His taunt passes in one ear and out the other. Hecontinues to circle my clit with his thumb and I completely forget to answer. My pussy is so wet right now and he just keeps teasing me, building anticipation, stoking the flames.

"I'm going to fuck you with my fingers," he murmurs, his voice low and deep. "Then I'm going to fuck you with my tongue. And finally, I'll eat that pretty ass of yours. You're going to scream my name while I fuck you with my tongue."

A gasp tears through my mouth. Dare's idea of dirty talk is absolutely filthy and it's fuckingworkingon me. I drop my forehead to the top of the couch and squeeze my eyes closed.