Til Debt Do Us Part (Married At Midnight #4)

Chapter 13

Thirteen

Talia

I 'm in the library on my hands and knees the next day, trying to retrieve the chess piece that I carelessly knocked on the ground. The problem is that it seems to have gone skidding into a dark corner and is lurking behind one of the leather couches. I kneel, leaning over the furniture, my hand searching the crack between the wall and the leather back of the couch.

My long white sundress is pulled up around my knees to allow me freedom of movement. But I lean just a little further and hear ripping fabric.

I startle, looking down to see that the deep slit in the dress's silk skirt has begun to tear. When I straighten and move to grab the spot where it's torn, I hear a louder, longer ripping sound.

"Seriously?" I complain, as if my dress can answer for itself. "Fucking fuck."

Dare clears his throat. I look up, my eyes going wide, as though I had done something wrong. He smirks.

"What's going on here?"

My cheeks color. "I knocked a chess piece behind the couch, I think. And then when I was trying to retrieve it, I ripped my dress. Stupid, expensive, flimsy piece of crap fabric."

Dare looks me up and down with a smug smile.

"You're pregnant, Talia. You shouldn't be trying to get anything from behind the couch."

"I can get it," I huff. "I'm not that awkward and ungainly yet."

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 fucking working on me. I drop my forehead to the top of the couch and squeeze my eyes closed.

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

"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 be right 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.

I let out a shaky breath. "I'm trying."

He leans down and presses his lips to the smooth flesh of my ass, just above my tight little balloon knot. The warm, wet sensation of his kiss makes me groan. I tense, but I stay in place. I don't move a muscle.

"That's my girl. I want to hear you come apart for me on my fucking tongue."

A gasp bursts from my lips. The promise in his words makes my pussy clench. I can't help the tiny bucking motion of my hips.

I feel Dare chuckle. He knows exactly what kind of effect he has on me. "I can't hear you, Talia. I want to hear you say you're going to come for me."

"Yes," I gasp. "I'm going to come for you."

I can't believe I just said that.

Dare's hands come up to my hips and he pulls me back. I gasp when his tongue, hot and wet, slides up the crevice of my ass. He doesn't stop at my balloon knot. He slides his tongue up to the tiny puckered star. I gasp, pressing my forehead against the cold glass.

"I want to touch you so fucking bad, sweetheart. You must know that by now." His warm breath against my ass sends shivers down my spine. His tongue laps at my balloon knot.

He brings his hands up to my hips and he spreads my ass cheeks wide. I feel the sharp burn of his hot breath against the sensitive flesh of my ass.

Dare breathes in deep. "I can smell how wet you are, little wife. I can taste it. You taste just like the ripest berries bursting on my tongue."

Dare's tongue darts out and he flicks my balloon knot sharply. The rough motion makes me groan. I can feel my pussy tightening in tiny pulses.

"I can feel your pulse, Talia." The rough motion makes me groan. I can feel my pussy tightening in tiny contractions. "God damn , wife. Do you have any idea how much I love eating your ass?"

He flicks my balloon knot with his tongue again and my breath stops. Then he shocks me by teasing my pussy lips with something big and cold. I yelp, but Dare's hand on my lower back keeps me in place.

"Easy. It'll warm up soon enough."

Dare runs the cucumber tip up and down my crevice. It's slick with lube and though I don't want to admit it, it feels... intriguing. He circles it around my clit for a moment before he slides it down my wetness, sweeping it around my entrance, and pushes it into my pussy.

I gasp at the invasion. The cucumber feels big but the lube makes it slick enough to slide into my pussy with little force. I clench my pussy against the feeling.

He pushes it in slowly and pulls it out again. I groan and shudder as I feel it fill me. Dare leans in close and flicks his tongue against my balloon knot. At the same time, I feel the cucumber slide farther in.

"It's so big," I pant. "I can't take it, Dare."

"You can. You'll take it all . You'll fucking come all over my face." Dare reaches under me and rubs my clit. My pussy clamps down on the cucumber and my hips buck. Dare's finger slides over my engorged clit and his tongue flicks my balloon knot. He's relentless. "That's it, baby. Relax and let it wash over you."

I try to take him at his word. Squeezing my eyes closed, I shove out a breath. Every nerve ending is on fire and I can't help pressing back, needing Dare's kiss and touch all over my too-hot body.

He works his tongue into the star of my ass. I gasp as he alternates between swirling his fingers around my clit and moving the cucumber in and out of my pussy. Gripping the couch cushions, I can hear the messy squelch of Dare fucking me faster and faster.

"I need your fingers on my clit," I whisper breathlessly. "God, I'm so fucking full. Your tongue in my ass..."

I trail off, feeling feverish. As soon as I say the word, Dare pushes the cucumber deep inside my pussy, leans his face closer, and moves his tongue in and out of my ass. He pinches my clit, eliciting a startled moan from me.

I'm dying. He's fucking killing me.

"You're so tight. Are you going to come for me? I can feel your pussy clenching and releasing."

"Yes," I say. I'm shaking. I'm tingling all over. "I'm going to come, baby. I'm going to come. Oh... oh god..."

He groans and the vibration against my balloon knot makes me clench the cucumber inside of me. My pussy cinches down and my eyes roll up in my head.

"Come for me, Talia. Come now."

I can't. I can't. I can't. With a wordless cry, I come apart. Lights burst behind my eyes and my pussy tries to milk the cucumber.

Dare pulls the cucumber from my body. I'm still coming when he positions his rock hard cock at my entrance.

He slides his dick deep inside. My body is still on fire. I'm not sure if I'm just feeling the wave of orgasm still or if I'm coming again. Dare pulls out, plunges in, and fucks me hard and fast. All the while he's whispering dirty things in my ear.

I'm so hot. I'm so dizzy. I'm so full of Dare's hard cock. I don't know how much more I can take.

My pussy is clenching, milking the cock that's deep inside of me.

"I'm going to come, sweetheart. Your pussy is too perfect. I can't hold back."

"Come inside me, Dare," I breathe. "I want every drop. I want to feel your hot cock filling my needy little pussy."

"Oh, fuck, Talia. Fuck . I'm coming."

His voice is strained. He's gritting his teeth. He's riding me hard. He thrusts one last time, hard enough to plaster me against the couch. His cock is pulsing as it spills his seed inside of me. It's so intense, so fucking visceral. He keeps milking his hot cum into me, filling me up. I feel it dripping out of me before he even pulls out.

"Mmm," I gasp. "That was... that was..."

"Perfect," Dare growls. "I've never felt anything like it. Your pussy is perfect and it's all mine, isn't it? You're all fucking mine."

"Yours, Dare," I whisper. "All yours."

He pulls free from my body and spins me around, kissing me.

"For better or for worse," he says. "For richer or for poorer. For hotter and kinkier."

I giggle. "I don't know what that last part means, but it sounds promising."

Dare pulls me close and kisses me again. I kiss him back, closing my eyes and savoring the moment. He tastes like me. I love it.

I love him.

My eyes fly open. I stare at Dare, my expression panicky.

What kind of weird post-sex slip up was that?

He looks at me, brushing away a stray strand of hair.

"What?"

I bite my lip and shake my head. Before he can ask any more questions, I silence him with a kiss.