Page 29 of Devil's Cage


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My brief bravado had vanished and once Ty sensed it, he let me go. “And to answer your question, yes. For over a week, I’ve wrapped my hand around my hard cock, stroking myself while I imagine fucking you in every way I know how.”

I couldn’t help it; I made a sound of shock and asked, “Y-you did?” My legs pressed together as yearning coiled deep inside of me.I think I want that too.

“Yes.” Ty chuckled and nodded, then his hand drifted down to my waist again. “And I’ll warn you only once: do not to ask questions whose answers you’re not prepared to hear, Lia.”

“Why me?” I asked, and then I winced, realizing how that sounded. But I hadn’t meant it a self-deprecating way. I’d asked out of pure curiosity.

“I’m not sure yet,” Ty said, and his thumb began to caress the bare skin above my jeans waistband. “I want to find out. Don’t you?”

“Can’t you just give me a straightforward answer?” I fired at him.

Ty’s lip curled and he assumed a look that was hard to decipher. But then, keeping his eyes latched onto mine, his hand went down my jeans and unbuttoned them before he slid his long, thick fingers inside; settling them against my soaking pussy on the outside of my panties. I let out a choked moan, my hands flying up to grip his shirt; without knowing what to do or what I wanted – except that vital need inside of me that didn’t want him to ever stop.

Unable and incapable of looking away, our gazes were locked as Ty began to stroke the outside of my pussy lips, still through my panties. My body responded to his touch with an abrupt buck. His wicked fingers knew exactly how to play me, how to tease out intense pleasure from the smallest rub and flick.

Then… he stopped. And I let out a helpless, wanton mewl. And then he started again, only this time, his fingers moved inexcruciatingly slow, featherlight strokes. Even that was so good,toogood, that I couldn’t remember why I’d wanted to stop before.

“Straightforward enough for you, Lia?” Ty asked and then his fingers were in my panties, in my pussy; curling up. My hips began to roll, riding his hand. “Answer me.”

“Yes, yes,” I panted and tried to twist my hips, trying to pull him deeper against me for him to dip into that deep, twisting coil of heat. “Ty, more. I want more,” I blurted it out. “I want it all.”

“I know you do,” Ty said, and he leaned forward, brushing his lips against mine before moving them to my ear. His voice was a harsh, laughing whisper at my ear and I shivered. “Whatever gets you off, Lia, including a little pretend fight.”

“Pretend fight?” I asked, confused.

“Mhmm,” Ty said. His expensive cologne and the warm scent of his skin filled my nose while all I could hear was the wet sound of his fingers working in and out of me.

“Ty, please tell me what you meant,” I said. I’d never thought of myself as someone who’d like dirty talk outside of raunchy novels, but I more than liked it. It was getting me as flustered and aroused as Ty’s fingers were.

“See, there’s plenty of ways to make fucking more interesting. You’ve got a kinky side, naughty girl. That’s why you wanted meon sight. You sensed danger but you didn’t run away, same as last night. You want to take down the demon and tussle with him — but then you want the demon to win, to hold you down, spank that pretty ass and fuck you until you scream.”

Instinctively, I shook my head but my pussy clamped down harder on Ty’s fingers.

“You want me to stop?” Ty asked in a cruel voice, nipping at my jaw. “Leave you right on the edge?”

“No,” I cried out, my voice high and breathless as I writhed as his fingers curled up.

“Sayhowyou want me to get you off, Lia, or I will.”

His commanding tone made my pussy spasm and Ty let out a rumbling, satisfied laugh. “I want you to keep fucking me with your fingers,” I said in a desperate plea.

“Beg,” Ty ground out. “Say please and call me Sir.’”

I whimpered in protest and Ty stopped. I made myself speak, “I want to kiss you and be a bad girl.” My face flamed but, at the same time, something deep down was satisfied. This felt sinfully right. “Sir, I want you,please.”

“Such a bad girl,” Ty mused. “Kissing the criminal that you were sent to take down was bad enough, tsk, tsk. But now you want him to play with your pussy, too.”

“Yes,” I cried out and my back arched. “Oh, fuck, yes.”

“I’ve got you right where I want you, and I can andwilldo whatever I please,” Ty said, his deep voice spreading through me. It shouldn’t have turned me on more but it did. “I’ll take you in all the ways you won't admit you want to and that makes it all the more fun.”

“I’ll admit it,” I argued out of habit.

“No, you’ll fight me every step of the way,” Ty said. “But if you say please, Lia, know that I’ll always happily oblige.”

“Yes, please, I—” I squeezed my eyes shut and fireworks went off in my brain. “Please, Sir.”

My breasts felt heavy as I nodded and squirmed all over his lap, aware of the raging erection he was sporting. But Ty only focused on me, teasing and trying to see how to make me cry out – louder and louder with each move.

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