Hush

I walk through the halls of the castle in a stunning black floor length lace dress. The masquerade ball has finally come to an end, and after a few hours of feasting, dancing, and a bit of drinking, I was ready to call it a night and head back to my chambers. A month ago I was betrothed, and within the fortnight, I was wedded off to a very handsome and kind noble man. As a child, I knew it was my duty to wed a wealthy man from a powerful family.

It was the only way to move up in our world.

I had dreaded it still, not at all, joyous of the thought of being corded or becoming someone's wife. I lucked out however, as I found a man who is just as daring and wild as I am. Every day is an adventure.

Together we walk down the empty corridor of the castle. Unbeknownst to me, Derek was looking about, making certain there were no guards around. After making certain there weren't, he grabs my hand pulling me over to one side of the pillar, keeping us out of sight. My heart races as we stare at one another, minds racing with anticipation. Placing one finger to his lips, he shushes me. With the other, he moves his hand around the fabric of my dress and slides up my inner thigh. His finger finds my clit and he begins to rub in small circular motions.

Truth be told I was plenty soaked already.

"Be sure to keep a lookout, dear wife." He breathes in my ear

He moves back, his eyes locked on mine as he slowly slides two fingers inside me. I let out a slow but sharp inhale. I moan as he begins to pump his fingers at an increasing speed. Derek scans my face, enjoying the pleasure-filled whimpers that escape. Placing his free hand over my mouth, he leans in close again.

"Such a good girl for me." He says

He begins to thrust faster now.

Derek's POV:

Keeping my hand firmly placed over her mouth, I smile as her legs begin to tremble. Her moans get louder and I press firmer. Using my body to keep hers upright, she continues to shake as the pleasure runs through her

"If you want it, beg for it. I only please good girls."

I remove my hand.

"Please make me cum sir." She pleads, eyes filled with longing

"Ooh such a pretty thing you are."

My thumb begins to rub her clit and she cries out even harder. The sounds make my dick stiff.

"Please. Please."

I act as if I cannot hear her, my tongue flicking her nipple.

"Please."

I feel her clench around me.

"Ah ah not yet."

"Please."

I wait, keeping her on the edge until tears roll from her cheeks. I place my hand over her mouth again and pump my fingers in and out of her, switching from each nipple

with my tongue.

"Cum for me."

Her body begins to tremble.

Her muffled cry rings out as she coats my fingers in her juices.

"I wish I could have you right here."

Her eyes are daring.

A wild flame.

"So do it."

"You won't keep quiet."

She narrow her eyes.

"I will."

"Hush." I say hearing footsteps

She opens her mouth to speak and I place my hand over her mouth yet again. Looking towards the hall, I begin to rub her clit again. I feel her squirm a bit. The sounds around us have ceased and I turn my full attention back to my wife. I do not enter her again, this time moving a bit farther away. We could still be caught but the chances were slightly less now. I slide my fingers into her again.

A whimper escapes her.

My dick throbs.

Deciding I don't wanna wait long enough for us to get you a chamber size slide my shaft out. I make certain to keep my hand over her mouth as I enter her. She moans loudly. I begin to thrust, getting deeper with each push. Soon I am fully inside her, one hand wrappers around her throat as we stay in the shadows, fucking hard.

I keep enough pressure so she can breathe, reminding her not to make too much noise.

She doesn't respond, lost in the feeling of bliss.

I keep my grip as I thrust faster, harder. She wheezes and groans in response. I cum hard, filling her.