Chapter 42 - Angela

"I want you—I want you to fuck me," I murmured almost breathlessly, but to my surprise, he pulled away, getting up from the bed. "Where are you going?"

"Don't move. Stay right there, holding that pocket knife tight in your pussy." His words made me even more aroused, but I did exactly as he said, not moving while he crossed the room to grab a jar of honey. "I need to cover every inch of your body with this now."

"I thought you were eager to ease your pain," I teased as I watched him dip three fingers into the jar.

"You will, she-devil. I intend to fuck you tonight until you can't feel your legs!" I swallowed hard, many erotic images flashing through my mind at that instant.

He pulled his fingers out and smeared my clit, trailing up my groin and belly until he stopped at the height of my breasts. Giving me one last look, he latched onto the throbbing little point between my legs, making it impossible to stay still.

His tongue seemed to be everywhere, and as I moved my hips, I felt the knife handle inside me.

"Marco... please..." I begged, feeling I was close to coming. His head lifted from between my legs, and I believed he'd end the teasing game and give me exactly what I needed.

But instead, he lifted my top, exposing my breasts. The bunched fabric just above squeezed them, making them hard and perky for his pleasure.

"Not yet—I want to hear you moan and come on my lucky knife before I make you scream with my cock," he promised, stealing even more of my breath.

Before I could grasp his intentions with his closeness, he dipped his honey-slick fingers back into the jar and spread them over my hard, sensitive nipples.

My pussy throbbed, and I moaned, writhing on the bed as the golden, viscous liquid was smeared from one breast to the other. Marco circled his fingers around them, making them even harder as he watched my desperation.

The knife handle started to feel heavy inside me with the pleasure building in my lower belly. I wouldn't last much longer if he continued that massage, but as if reading my thoughts, he leaned down, latching onto my breast and sucking before grazing his teeth over my nipple.

I thrust my hips forward, moaning, and he bit harder, making my clit pulse. I wanted to close my legs, but he was between them, forcing me to keep them spread and endure his assault.

Holding my breast firmly, Marco sucked it, nursing and swallowing everything he could before moving to the other. It was all too much to bear; I tangled my fingers in the sheet and screamed, letting the orgasm take me completely.

My walls pulsed around the handle, expelling it as my entire body trembled, and he continued sucking, biting, and licking my breast. Then he lowered his head, looking at my pussy and smiling before slapping my clit, making me jump on the bed and whimper.

"Marco!"

"This honey isn't as sweet as your cum," he said, ignoring my call.

I could see his cock, veins bulging, hard and ready to invade me, but he trailed his lips down, licking me completely until he was over my pussy again.

His tongue rubbed my clit, licking any remnants of honey still there as my whole body shuddered on the bed, and all I could do was moan, lost in so much pleasure.

Without warning, he gripped my thighs and flipped me on the bed, leaving me face-down with my ass toward him. I didn't have time to ask what he intended, as I felt his hands lifting my hips, bringing my knees onto the mattress before spreading my cheeks and pouring more honey at my entrance.

I felt his finger circle there, rubbing and leaving me lost before his mouth was on me again. Marco trailed from my pussy up to my ass with his tongue and then licked every drop of honey he'd poured there until I was moaning and pushing my ass against his face, intoxicated by the pleasure to think of anything else.

He invaded me with two fingers without stopping licking my rear entrance, at times forcing his tongue and at others just teasing the folds of my ass.

His hand kept me spread for his assault, even though I no longer wanted to escape—at that point, I just wanted to discover how far he'd go. He pushed the tip of his tongue inside me, and I screamed, burying my face in the mattress as the new orgasm crashed over me, making me lose all sense.

"Ohhh... I can't... take anymore..." I murmured, trying to catch my breath, and his mouth finally pulled away.

"Your legs are still holding up that ass arched for me, so I know you can," he said, and I felt him moving behind me.

His fingers left my core, and the next thing I felt were his hands holding me firmly before I was invaded by his cock.

"Oh God..." I moaned, throwing my head back.

"Fuck!" he growled, pulling back before sinking into me again. "Even wet, you feel even tighter in this position."

I could feel every wall of mine shifting to accommodate him better with each thrust, only to miss him the next instant.

I bit the sheet as he increased his movements, slamming his pelvis against my ass hard. His cock hitting a spot inside me that made me see stars, and my legs trembled, showing I was at my limit.

But he wasn't done; his finger returned to circle my ass gently, rubbing where his tongue had been. My belly weighed heavy with the pleasure building there as my nipples rubbed against the mattress with every movement of his.

His growls and moans echoed in the room along with the sound of our skin slapping, as well as the erotic sound of his cock being swallowed by my pussy.

"Marco... I need..."

"I know exactly what you need, she-devil." His finger sank into my ass, drawing a scream from me and making me lift my head from the bed. "Relax that little ass and let me prepare you to have my cock there soon."

He pulled his finger back and thrust it even deeper, making me gasp and arch my back. I turned my face, propping myself on my elbows, and watched his in-and-out against my pussy, as well as his finger entering my ass.

"Ohhh... this is too much for me!" I screamed in warning, feeling my barriers break and my body succumb against the bed, shuddering with yet another orgasm.

Marco thrust twice more, prolonging my pleasure, and I felt a hot spurt escape my pussy, but I couldn't think as his hands gripped me and his grunt grew before he exploded inside me, keeping his finger buried in my ass.

It took seconds or minutes for me to feel his body covering mine before he flipped me on the bed.

"You had a huge squirt, made a beautiful mess here," he murmured, kissing my face and hair before picking me up in his arms. "Now let's go to the tub. I want to clean up this mess before burying myself in you again."

"Do you intend to kill me with pleasure tonight?"