Page 41 of Wicked Wager


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She was hovering over the brink of orgasm when she felt the middle finger of his opposite hand breach hermouth.

“Get it wet for me,” he commanded, and she complied willingly. She allowed his finger to enter her mouth, curving her tongue around it, bathing it like she would his cock had he blessed her with it. When he was satisfied, he removed his finger and slid his hand down her back until she felt his wet digit slide down the crack of her ass. He wiggled it until it rested comfortably between hercheeks.

Mandisa’s quick breath must have relayed her apprehension. She’d never engaged in anal play before, never allowed herself to be breachedthere.

“Sshh, darlin’. Trustme.”

Her body relaxed at his coaxing. Slade always took care of her—this would be no different. She steadied her breath as he circled the tight flesh. She didn’t know if it was his actual caress or just the idea of him touching her in two secret places at once, but all the sensation she was experiencing seemed to beheightened.

He quickened his pace, forcing her to push back and forth between his hands, chasing the sparks of orgasm the dual stimuli were givingher.

She could feel herself succumbing to his ministrations. She needed an anchor, something to keep her grounded as he pleasured her. She crushed her mouth to his, burying her fingers in his hair, biting down on his bottom lip as her climax struck her, splitting her down the seam of her cunt. When she began to feel her orgasm ebb, her muscles relaxing into a mild quiver, he pressed the tip of the digit he’d been circling around her back entrance and pushedinside.

The breach was painful. Her skin felt stretched beyond capacity upon his entrance. But soon the pain subsided, the sensation morphing into something seductive and desirable. Her muscles tightened again, latching onto what should have been the end of her orgasm and throwing her right back into another cresting wave ofpleasure.

Muscles locked, all she could do was scream. The sound was rough, raw, burning the inside of her throat as it escaped into theair.

And through it all, he kissed the skin of her lips, neck, face, and any other part of her he could reach as her body splintered into a million pieces abovehim.

When she finally stopped coming, he gently removed his fingers from her cunt. His mouth bowed into a satisfied smile as he admired the traces of her wetness remaining on his digits. With a spark of devilment in his eyes, he painted her mouth with it. He licked her lips clean, pulling her trembling body closer to him until she collapsed against his chest. When she was safely in his arms, he slowly removed the tip of his finger from her ass and circled the abused flesh until any remaining discomfortdissipated.

“I swear…swear to God you’d better be worth…worth this,Slade.”

He laughed slightly, rocking her, petting her, lulling her into dazed comfort. “I promise, darlin’. Iam.”