Page 42 of Wed to the Devil

He's trying to kill me and I am about tolethim.

"Do you promise?" I grit out.

"Oh, sweetheart." He laughs. "I promise."

"Then do it, baby," I beg. "I need you to do it. I need you to fuck me with your fingers and your tongue."

"You asked for it, my little wife," he growls.

I know that he's never going to acknowledge my words. I also know that I don't care. I just want him to fuck me and make me come.

And he will.

His fingers continue to work around my clit. I feel my pussy squeezing and releasing around his fingers and I know that it's time.

Dare circles his fingertips around my clit one more time and then traces a line back to my entrance. He swirls one digit slowly around my passage.

He releases a groan. "Fuck, Talia. Do you know how fucking wet you are for me right now?"

I don't answer because I can't answer. I can't focus on anything but the way he's touching me. He kisses my ass again and thrusts two fingers deep into my pussy. I cry out, taking pleasure in the rough, quick way he moves his hand now.

"That's it, darling," he says. "Take what you need. Take it all."

When Dare adds a third finger, I clench and start moving my hips, desperate. He fucks me with his fingers, using his other hand to angle my hips and control my movements. I dig my fingers into the couch cushions and listen to the sound of my wet pussy as it accepts his fingers. I am so wet now that Dare's fingers make a sucking sound as they work in and out, in and out. The sound alone is enough to make me come.

I move my hands down to feel my tits, gently tweaking my ultra sensitive nipples. I cry out, fucking Dare's hand, feeling like I'm right on the edge of ecstasy.

That's when Dare slows down. He pulls his fingers out of my pussy and wipes all of my juices up to the little balloon knot of my ass.

I make a strangled sound. "Dare!"

"Shhh." He drops a kiss to my shaking inner thigh. "I need you to stay still. I have to go get something but I don't want you to move an inch. I want to see you in this position when I come back."

"What?" I gasp. I turn and look at Dare, who points at the wall.

"Keep your face pressed against the couch, darling girl. I promise that you'll like what I bring back."

I turn around, my mouth gaping. What in the world is he going to do? Does it have to beright now?

Squirming, I listen to my thundering heartbeat. My pussy aches for Dare, but I'm a little miffed at him now. Why in the fuck is he leaving me wanting?

Two or three minutes pass, but it seems like forever. When Dare finally returns, I sneak a quick glance at him. He's holding a small translucent bottle and a small, smooth cucumber. He smirks at me when I gasp.

"Turn around, little wife. Let me see that beautiful view again. I'm going to sear the sound of you moaning while I touch your pussy and eat your ass into my fucking brain."

Whipping my head around, I widen my eyes. My heartbeat sounds so fucking loud in my ears. Dare kneels behind me once again, caressing the two firm globes of my ass.

"Damn," he whispers. I hear the sound of him opening the plastic bottle and I shiver. What could that be?

"Have you cooled off enough for me to start touching you again?" he asks.

The laugh that burst from my lips startles me. "Fuck you, Dare."

"That's exactly what I intend to do, sweetheart."

He slaps my ass hard and I let out a tiny yelp. I feel him touch my clit. Cool liquid drips onto my clit and I stiffen. Ah, that's what the bottle was. Lube.

"Relax, Talia," Dare coaxes. "