Page 45 of Falling for the Devil

Oh, now that sounded nice.

Was nice enough of a word to describe the flames threatening to consume her just from one lusty glance of a naked angel kneeling before her?

No, it was completely inadequate.

Lucifer nudged her knees apart, his hands trailing down to where her dress revealed that no fabric concealed her womanhood. His lips followed the path of his hand, skimming kisses and nips along her inner thigh. Two large hands scooped under her ass, cupping each cheek, thumbs grazing the sensitive skin between her legs and mound. She knew she was sopping wet down there, swollen with pulsating need.

His thumbs rubbed gently, edging closer in. One slipped in between her folds sending shockwaves of pleasure rocketing through her. Her hips pressed upward, demanding more.

Lucifer grinned. Not a sweet smile, nor jovial, nor the smirk when he was acting the hero. This smile was wicked, deliciously wicked. His hands pushed her bottom up while his head dipped down.

He hadn’t even truly touched her and already Diana quaked.

Sheer jolts rampaged her body, knocking all sense from her mind the moment his tongue darted out and lapped at her center. She melted! His name flew from her lips in a wild scream of abandon. It echoed back to them, fueling his teasing lips and tongue to explore further.

While one hand held her up, the thumb of the other pushed between the swollen lips of her quivering cunt. His tongue danced around the little nub at the heart of her femininity. He licked and sucked while another finger joined the thrusting thumb. The other fingers tickled along her ass, sliding a bit too close to her other entrance.

He was a ravenous beast, tasting, devouring her. At first, in a teasing manner, but more hurried and deeper every time Diana moaned, yelped, or squirmed for more. The urgency built with the desperate need to shatter into a million tiny dots of light.

His tongue slid into her, flicking around inside her, copying what his fingers had just done. On the edge of oblivion, Lucifer withdrew and gazed at her with slick, swollen lips. “I want to hear you, but not just yet. I want you to shake the walls with your screams.”

He pulled back, then positioned his throbbing shaft at her wet, willing entrance. “I need to hear you say it.” His darkened gaze flickered with his unspoken question.

“Please,” was all that could pass her lips. A moment longer, and she would’ve begged on her knees for him to fuck her... make love... whatever he wanted to call it.

“Thank you,” he whispered then pushed the tip of his cock past her entrance.

The pressure was intense, but he was gentle. With great care he stretched her, edging in until he was buried inside her. He didn’t even have to move, and she was sure she’d split in two with pleasure.

But then he pulled out, his tip hovering over her entrance again, teasing it with soft rubs before sliding into the hilt. This time a little faster than before. Diana’s hips bucked up to meet him, to take all of him in. She wouldn’t tolerate any distance between them. They rocked together and apart with ever-increasing speed. The intense sensations blurred all else. There was just him. Just them. Fused together truly as one.

Lucifer pulled back, a question in his eyes. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

A smile crept up her face. “You could never. Please, Lucifer!”

With one swift move he glided fully into her, leaning over to snatch a kiss from her open lips. His hips slammed into her, continuing to retreat then ram into her all the way, again and again.

Oh, fuck! Diana was sure she would explode. Their combined pants grew louder and their bodies entwined into one. Faster. Faster. Harder. Harder. Would it ever end? She sure didn’t want it to, but it was too much. Too much...

“Lucifer!” She screamed over and over as her orgasm erupted.

Lucifer reared back, howling her name.

The pulsing in her core continued while his cock throbbed inside of her.

He fell over to plant a final kiss on her lips, then collapsed beside her. His arm snaked out to pull her to him, nestling her head under his chin with her butt cheeks cradled against his stomach. Their legs intertwined. Their ragged breaths slowed, then a darkness sweeter than any other overtook Diana into a satiated oblivion where only the two of them existed.

Chapter 21

No Time to Bask in the Afterglow

A shiver awoke Diana, crawling up her spine. Cold blanketed her body. Goosebumps broke out across her flesh.

Alone.

Had she dreamed the whole delicious incident with Lucifer? Or how he’d held her against his chest, his heartbeat against her ear?

No, she realized, running her hands over her still very naked body. An ache down below made it crystal clear that none of it had been her imagination. They’d explored every inch of each other’s bodies, numerous times. They’d dozed for a while, and then one or the other would wake the other up with delicate kisses... and sometimes not so delicate ones, too. The last time, Diana’s eyes had shot open at the exquisite feel of Lucifer’s tongue tasting the wetness between her thighs.

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