Page 45 of Midnight with the Devil

“Hmm, he’s older than me.” Not quite a lie. He was older than her.

“I see.” Mrs. Rafferty licked her lips. “I really have to get to know him better.”

A sudden flash of jealousy almost knocked the breath out of Diana.

“He seeing someone,” she added.

Mrs. Rafferty’s eyes narrowed, betraying the saccharine-sweet smile on her lips.

“Oh, honey, I don’t care about that.”

Sure you don’t,Diana thought.You don’t care because you’d climb him like a tree whether he was single or not.

Mrs. Rafferty headed straight for Lucien, and Diana was tempted to intervene, but she forced herself to stay where she was. Mrs. Rafferty leaned into Lucien, placing a hand on his lower belly in an intimate way. Lucien was smiling, but the longer she talked, the more that smile slipped into a frown, then a heavy scowl. He gripped the woman’s wrist and wrenched her hand away from his body, and then he leaned in and whispered something into Mrs. Rafferty’s ear. Whatever he said made the woman’s face turned ashen.

Then Lucien released her wrist and stalked away from Mrs. Rafferty and toward Diana. He gripped her by the hand and dragged her into her parents’ house, searching room by room until he found the bathroom. He closed the door, hitting the lock and sealing them both inside.

“Distract me,” he growled, his hands rough and hard as he gripped her waist.

“Distract you? Why?” His eyes were glowing a little red, and his body was hot.

“If I don’t get control, the anger will take over and I’ll punish that vile woman.” His voice was low and raspy.

“You mean Mrs. Rafferty?”

“Yes.Thatvile woman,” he spat.

“Okay, let’s calm down.” She put her hands on his chest, stroking him until he relaxed a little. “What about our next…Friday? Can you tell me what you have planned?”

The frown on his lips twisted up a little. “That is a surprise, you cheeky little thing. I’m not telling.”

“See, so much better, right?” she asked.

“I ate the pineapple,” he said suddenly, a wicked grin making his eyes gleam.

“What does that have to do with—”

“On your knees and I’ll show you.” His soft growl was a command, and rather than be angry, Diana was curious. He never forced her to do anything she didn’t want to, so maybe she could try whatever he was most definitely looking forward to.

She slowly lowered to her knees, and he cupped her chin, tilting her head back as he peered down at her.

“Open those pretty lips for me.” This came out a silken murmur, and Diana couldn’t deny that she wanted to do this.This…taking him in her mouth. She knew that was what he’d been wanting all along. She just didn’t understand how pineapples fit in.

She reached out for his pants, but he waved her hands away. “Hands behind your back.”

Doing as he commanded, she waited, knowing what was going to happen…and she wanted it. She’d never gone down on any of her boyfriends. It had never really appealed to her before, but with Lucien? It felt like the hottest thing ever. Her skin was burning up with desire, and her mouth was dry in heady anticipation.

Then he opened his fly and freed his cock. It jutted out, and he gripped it with one hand and her chin with his other hand. Then her own body responded with hunger, her body flushing with a wet heat as a deep, aching pulse started up between her thighs.

She leaned forward, licking the tip of his shaft, and he groaned in soft, husky delight. Then she opened her mouth, and he pushed his cock inside.

“That’s it, let me hear those sounds.” He began to rock his hips while she sucked on his thick shaft. He forced her to deep throat him, and he twisted one hand in her hair, growling as he pumped harder and harder. She tried to use her tongue to stroke the underside of the shaft, but he chuckled.

“We can work on techniques for sucking me off later. Right now I want to fuck the hell out of your mouth.” He was harder, faster, more furious, with anger in his eyes, yet his hand in her hair was gentle. Her nipples pebbled and her womb clenched as shame and desire mingled inside her. She loved him using her, controlling her like this, and she hated that she liked it.

“When you feel me come, swallow when I hit the back of your throat.”

Diana made a noise to try to tell him she understood. Then she felt it, the hot spray of his seed as he rammed his shaft totally in, and she choked, desperately swallowing, but she couldn’t because of his cock. It shouldn’t have been hot, it shouldn’t have turned her on to have him use her mouth like a toy, but it did. She was wet and hot for him, and all he’d have to do was touch her clit and she’d explode.

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