Panic Room
My back arched off the bed, my body already so worked up that I knew I wouldn't last long.
My body was on fire, my skin already coated in a layer of sweat my breathing laboured. Lucifer was a drug, one I had convinced myself I could live without. But I was wrong, so fucking wrong it hurt.
"You taste like honey, so fucking sweet and perfect," Lucifer said against my pussy, his voice vibrating against me in all the right way, making me cry out.
"I'm going to-" The sentence died on my lips as Lucifer circled his tongue over my clit, his fingers moving in a similar motion sending me falling over the edge.
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