“What do you desire, darling?” He moved his hand to the top of his pants, unfastened them the rest of the way. Then he freed his c**k and palmed it, stroking the hard length.
“I want you, Lucifer.”
His rhythm increased as he continued to touch himself. “How do you want me?”
“Here. Now.” I was wet for him. So very wet. I watched his fingers moving over his skin, and I whimpered my need.
He gazed upon me with a perfect mix of lust and love. “You’ve always been my greatest temptation. Every face, every name, every time. Only you.”
“Always you, Lucifer.” I shoved panties off and moved to sit upon him, facing away, lowering myself onto him before either of us could say another word.
He inhaled sharply and his hands went to my hips, partly to steady me, but almost like he might impose a rh
