All Chapters of The Devil's Mistress: Chapter 91 - Chapter 96

DAMIEN RAPHAËL POVI woke to the low hum of the city muffled beneath layers of glass, silk, and opulence. The penthouse still smelled like her, like soft vanilla and something sweeter I hadn’t yet figured out. My arm was heavy, wrapped around the bare curve of her waist, and when I shifted slightly to get a better view, the sheets fell just enough for the soft morning light to kiss her back.Roxanne was curled against me on her stomach, her hair a tousled mess spread across the pillow and over her shoulder. I stared for a second, my gaze roaming to the dark bruises I’d left on her neck and shoulder. A few more trailed down toward her spine, subtle reminders of what we’d done last night, what I’d done to her.I ran a hand through my hair and exhaled quietly, brushing a few strands away from her face and tucking them behind her ear. She didn’t stir, but I could tell her body was in that post-high sleep and she was probably sore. I hadn’t meant to lose control. I told myself I would ta

DAMIEN RAPHAËL POV I noticed Roxanne shifting in her sleep before she pressed her back against my side. When I glanced at the small clock on the nightstand, I realized it was nearly midnight. I've been watching TV quietly with my arms relaxing beneath my head, not wanting to disturb her slumber. As I continued to watch TV, I felt that growing stiffness in my sweatpants and I exhaled a breath, knowing I had a constant semi-erection since yesterday, my desire for her was quite unquenched. But seeing her sleep so peacefully beside me, I ignored the urge and decided she needed the rest more than I needed the release right now.After several minutes of struggling with my self-control and a few quiet curses, I finally gave in to the overwhelming urge. I gently shifted my position behind her, trying not to wake her as I pressed my hardened cock against her backside through my sweatpants. "Fuck it..." I muttered to myself. Slowly, I reached down and pulled the hem of her sleep shirt up,

DAMIEN RAPHAËL POV I started to thrust deeper and slower, making sure every inch of my cock was felt inside her as she ran her hands up my arms with a soft gasp. I leaned down to whisper in her ear, "You feel so fucking good...so tight and wet for me.""Hmm..."I began to move my hips in a deliberate, grinding motion, ensuring that every thrust hits her most sensitive spot. I kept one hand on her breast, teasing her nipple, while the other slides down to grip her thigh tightly, holding her leg back as I fucked her deeper. "Goddamn..." She gasped softly, her nails gripping my arms.The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with her loud moans. I leaned back to watch where our bodies join, fascinated by the sight of my cock disappearing inside her over and over."D...Damien..." My name escaped her lips in that soft, needy tone that sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my cock. I groaned deeply, my thrusts becoming more urgent and deeper when I saw her gripping th