Page 57 of Hell Bound

It was this place.

It washimthat was making me into someone I wasn’t.

But I want to be…

“Gods, succubus, you drive me mad.” That thumb was inching closer to my clit, teasing me mercilessly. I’d never had an orgasm with a man, and he was going to make me come with a single touch. “Even after everything, I’d risk it all again to have you, Fire Lily.”

“Yes,” I groaned as his mouth came down on my neck again, licking a trail from the base to my jaw. “Now, Commander!”

It took a moment to realize that he’d gone stiff in the worst way possible. His cock was still remarkably hard, but his muscles had grown taut beneath his heated skin.

His mouth had stilled, and when he pulled away slowly, the depth in his eyes had gone frigid.

Whatever passion had burned there had guttered out.

“What is it? What’s wrong?” My voice was still breathy as hell since I had missed whatever had set him off.

“I have to go.”

Record scratch.

“Excuse me? Go? Gowhere?” All the flutters inside had died down the second he’d placed my naked ass back in the now cooling wet spot beneath me. The towel was on the floor at my feet, and before he stood, he grabbed it and flung it my way.

When he was on his feet, he paused for a second, and I thought he was going to tell me what had made him so coldly furious towards me.

Instead, he stood there silently, staring at me with betrayal written across his gorgeous features.

That rigid shaft was at eye level. It was a near impossible task to keep my hands down and not reach for it.

So easy to guide it into my mouth…

There wasn’t even a chance for me to question that impulse before he was out the balcony door and gone from my sight.

What thefuckhad just happened?

Finally, after the entire shitty experience of being a prisoner in Hell, something good had been about to happen.

I was going to learn what sex was truly supposed to be. A man—ademon—had been about to bring me bliss I never truly dared to imagine.

And then he got his fucking panties in a twist about something and stomped his ass out of the room!

I was shaking, my limbs weak from the unreleased tension in my body. To make matters a thousand times worse, I was still so turned on it hurt. My nipples were tight to the point of pain, and my bath had nothing on my pussy when it came to wetness.

Fuck him.

Well, I couldn’t, since he’d run away like an asshole, but fuckme.I could do this myself. It was the only way I’d ever experienced climax before, it would just be more of the same.

I leaned back against the wall and let my knees fall open again. Slowly, the same way Lucifer had, I ran my fingers down my soft skin. Trailed down my stomach until I was mere inches from the promised land.

Cupping a breast and rolling the nipple between my fingers, I let my other hand delve lower, grazing my clit before moving to my entrance.

I traced it with the tip of a finger before bringing it back up to tease myself. Light pressure over the sensitive bundle of nerves, it felt so…

Stupid.

It felt dumb as hell.

My hands weren’t his. The heat of his body was gone. Whatever strange new confidence I’d found with him had followed him out the damn window.

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