Lucifer looked up at me with a devilish grin, then lowered his head again to my breast. His mouth enveloped one of my already-peaked nipples, sucking eagerly as lightning shot to my core. I arched my back and moaned, needing more.
“Lucifer.” I gasped as his tongue swirled around my nipple. “Please.”
He let out a low, sensual chuckle. “I did say you’d be begging for me.”
Then he captured the other breast with his mouth, while his hands slid along my thighs, so close to where I needed him, but not close enough. His fingers brushed against my lace thong, but only for an instant before retreating again, just enough to make me wetter for him.
He really was the devil, and this was his way of torturing me.
“Please,” I begged again. “Let me touch you.”
“Tonight is all about you,” he replied, his voice husky. “Always you.”
I trembled as his words only increased the need inside me. My body built toward orgasm just from the tone of his voice and the touch of his tongue and mouth on my skin, but it wasn’t quite enough. I felt like I’d been waiting for this moment my entire life, and only when he entered me would I be complete.
He lifted his mouth from my other breast, where he’d been teasing my nipple with his tongue, and then trailed hot kisses down my skin, which tingled with every brush of his lips. His mouth moved across my stomach, down my hips, and finally lower, his teeth nipping lightly at the lace between my legs. I gasped and lifted up slightly, and he used that movement to hook his fingers in the sides of my thong and tear it off me.
He gripped my knees and spread me wide for him. “Look at this beautiful pussy. Sheer perfection, and all mine. Forever mine.”
He was so close to my core, his hot breath dancing across my slick, eager folds. I was writhing with delirium already and he hadn’t even touched me where I needed him most. Then his tongue slid inside of me, and I nearly leaped out of my own skin.
He darted in and out, tasting me with a low hum of approval that vibrated through me. Then he licked upward, and the tip of his tongue touched my clit seconds before he sucked it into his mouth. I cried out at the sudden burst of pleasure, fingers digging into his silken sheets, while his lips and tongue consumed me.
His fingers joined in moments later, sliding inside of me, fucking me slowly in time with his other movements. With his other hand, he gripped my ass, using it to drag me closer to him, lifting me up like an offering to his greedy mouth.
And then I came apart. My hips bucked, pressing my wet pussy into his face as my inner muscles clenched over and over. Lucifer kept licking and sucking through my orgasm, pumping his fingers into me while I writhed on the bed and moaned, unable to control my own body anymore. It was his now, completely and utterly his.
“It’s been far too long since I tasted you.” Levering himself up on his elbows, he licked his lips as if savoring his favorite meal. “And far too long since I felt you come. But now I want you to come around my cock. Do you think you can do that?”
I nodded, unable to speak, unable to do anything but tremble with pleasure and anticipation. He rose up above me like a dark god, still fully dressed, and I could only stare as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, reveling in each inch of skin he exposed. I’d seen him shirtless the other day and the sight had soaked my panties and fueled my dark fantasies when I was alone. Lucifer’s chest was hard and muscular, a warrior’s body hidden under a three-piece suit. I wanted to run my tongue along the valleys and ridges of his abs, then tease his dark nipples the way he’d tormented mine.
He removed his belt with a sharp snap, then unzipped his black slacks. I held my breath as he shoved them down, revealing his enormous cock. I’d thought he was bragging before when he joked about his size, but no. It really was that big, hard, and glorious.
He slowly slid up my body and then his mouth came down on mine again, his strong hands gripped my aching thighs, settling himself between them. That hard length brushed against my sensitive skin as he grabbed my wrists and pressed them into the bed, holding me down.
“I’ve waited far too long for this,” he said, as the head of his cock slid inside me, just enough to tease me. “Now I’m going to take what’s mine.”
My core clenched at his words, my body eager for him to fill me completely. I flexed my hips, pulling him deeper inside me. His name fell from my lips on a soft moan. “Lucifer.”
That seemed to push him over the edge. His control slipped and his cock thrust into me, hard and fast. Completely filling me, stretching me around his size. I gasped at the sudden intrusion, and at the way it made me feel whole.
“You were made to take my cock.” He punctuated each word with hard, deep strokes. “We always fit together just like this. Perfectly.”
His words were like a drug to my libido, spiking my desire into a desperate, ravenous need. My hands were still pinned down by him, but I hooked my legs around his hips, drawing him closer. He set a relentless pace that gave me exactly what I needed, as he rocked into me with impressive force. Each thrust felt like he was laying claim to me,
