He pulled away just enough for a breath of air between our faces, foreheads balancing on each other. “Shit, you're sexy.” He ran his hands up and down my sides as he looked down, gaze snagging on my tits in the almost sheer top. “I want to lick every piece of your body, remembering it with my tongue, making sure you know how good I could make you feel before my dick even touches you.”
I started to tremble at the anticipation, the apex between my thighs getting wet with his sinful words, but I didn’t need words. I needed dick, now. I grabbed his chin with my two fingers, his eyes colliding with mine as I let the tip of my tongue lick up from his bottom lip to his top. “Later. Right now, I need to fuck you.”
He saluted me with a devilish smirk. “Yes, ma’am.”
He dove in, his tongue swiping out, licking at the seam of my mouth, enticing me to open, to let him in. To let him devour me. But I was not the little woman to be devoured. I was the devourer, and I planned on showing him just how hungry I was. I grabbed at my sin power of Wrath, infusing strength into my arms, and pushed him up against the wall again, attacking his vulnerable neck with my teeth, showing him who was in charge now.
He slumped against the metal, panting, as his hooded seafoam eyes challenged me for more. This naughty boylikedto be devoured. Well, doesn't that just work out for me? I could feel his excitement rising, practically vibrating off him, as I prowled up and down his neck with the tip of my nose. An approving noise came from deep in my throat as I encouraged him to let me continue. I could feel him getting excited as I started to feel something harden against my thighs. I wiggled a bit, giving him room to keep growing, but not too much where he couldn’t feel my heat, feel how wet I was getting for him.
I was curious, so I flicked my eyes down. Impressed by what I saw, I licked my lips with a smile as my heart started to race. I reached up and latched onto his earlobe with my teeth, teasing the flesh between them with my tongue. He gasped but I kept going, plastering my breasts to his chest as I felt his hardened cock against my stomach. Damn, if that thing was real, then this man was huge and thick in the best of ways. Plus, it must be painful to keep a beast like that in such fitted pants. I was only helping him out by letting it free.
My hand snaked down, and I flicked open the button of his slacks and tugged the zipper down in one smooth motion before I slipped my hand in and grasped his velvety shaft. He hissed out a breath at my touch, his hands going up to grab me, wanting more control, but held back, hand hovering, to let me explore. I started to trail my fingers slowly up-and-down his shaft as he made needy male noises at my touch.
“Fuck, Lillian, if you keep this up, you're going to ruin all my plans.”
I gave him a throaty laugh as I tucked my chin into his neck, whispering across his sensitive skin. “What about my plans to have you here and now?”
I could hear the strain in his voice—he was really trying not to take this further—but I could also feel power building up inside of him, begging to be let free.
He tried to convince me in a strained voice. “What about the hotel room? It feels like a waste of money and a nice soft bed we could really break in…”
I slowly lifted my face from his neck, taking my free hand and turning his face to mine, tracing his bottom lip with my thumb as I tightened my grip on his cock. “Who said we weren’t going there too?”
His tongue lashed out, swiping across my thumb in response, and I knew I had him. I immediately dropped down and took him inside of my mouth in one swoop, trying to surprise him with how good I was.
“Lillian, you don’t… oh… oh fuck. Fucking hell. Oh, fuck yes. Fuck. What are you doing to me?” At the end, it was more of a cry or plea, and I couldn't help but strain my mouth as I smiled with his cock still inside.
I started bobbing up and down, fast and shallow, making it so slick it was dripping with my saliva. Then I looked up, winked at him, sliding my lips over his velvety shaft, taking him slow and deep until he felt the back of my throat and I hummed. His hands were clenched and his breathing was coming out in an erratic pattern. Perfect.
Breathing out of your nose was essential in this part because it helped with the gag reflex. I started to swirl my tongue around his dick, letting the tip of my tongue press a hot wet trail from the bottom of his shaft to the tip, circling the head like a lollipop before I licked at the seam. He moaned as his pre-cum leaked out for me. I grabbed his head and spread it on my lips like lipstick, then looked up at him, slowly licking my lips clean with a sultry look.
“Salty goodness.”
That apparently did it. He lunged for me, dragging me up and this time slamming me into the wall, just like I’d done to him. He looked half crazed as he shoved his fingers underneath my dress, looping them through the red lace thong and ripping it off like it was paper. I looked down at the scrap of ripped fabric and frowned.
“You are going to replace those,” I warned him.
He grunted in response, not really paying attention until I grabbed his face and dug my nails into his cheeks as I looked deep into his eyes.
“You will get me a new pair. Deal?”
He yanked his head out of my grip. Red marks marred the perfect skin on his face, but it looked like he didn't care. He shoved two fingers up into my channel in response, and I arched my back at the assault, moaning at his forcefulness.
“I will buy you all the damn panties you want, but you are going to come for me now, and I don't want that damn fabric to soak up all those good juices. I want it all.” He growled out the last part as he started to rapidly pump his fingers in and out of me, sparking pleasure wherever he touched.
It was my turn now to release breathy hot moans as his fingers did just what he promised, collecting my juices as he worked my body into a frenzy. His thumb started to rub circles on my clit, and bliss shot through my whole body. I cried out. I could feel his eyes tracing my every move, relishing what he was doing to me with a ravenous look.
He suddenly ripped his hand away, and I moaned at the loss until he put his fingers in his mouth. His eyes rolled closed, and he gave a deep moan before he let his fingers pop out and he started to lick off every drop of my arousal he could get.
“You taste even better than I imagined. Sweet and salty, with just a slight spice to it. It's my new umami flavor that I want on my plate every damn day.” His breathless words just made me clench, wishing something was inside of me. Like he read my mind, he finally let his pants fall to the floor, then grasped his dick, guiding it to my channel before pushing inside like he just couldn't wait one more second. We both cried out at the same time, my head falling against the wall while he rested his head on my chest. I could feel his rapid warm breaths on my breasts, creating its own type of pleasurable torture.
Once he was fully seated, he gave me a moment to adjust to him, knowing he was above average in size, even for demon standards, before he started to pound into me with hard grunts. My hands traveled up to his hair and tugged his head down until his wicked mouth closed around my nipple.
“Bite, suck, lick, do whatever, but keep it up until I come all over that fat dick of yours.”
He moaned around the words “yes, ma’am” and got to work. He captured my nipple and bit down on the stiff peak, flicking the tip of his tongue, driving me wild. I wrapped my legs around his waist, no longer able to keep them from turning to jelly. I didn’t want to ruin this by falling onto the floor like an idiot.
He pushed me harder into the wall, and the smooth metal cooled my overheated body. I cried out, pushing my tits into him as my back came off the wall forcefully. His hands were cupped underneath my ass cheeks to keep me in place as he rammed into me like a mad man. I writhed with the sheer bliss he was giving me, desperate for each swing of his hips.
