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Lucifer Wears Leather
Chapter 47 Breathe
Chapter 47 Breathe 1346words
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  Lucifer

  She gazed up at me. Staring into my eyes while something swirled I hers.


  Want.

  "Please." She said quietly, never breaking eye contact.

  That alone could make me lose my mind. She'd drive me insane without even knowing it.


  "Blair. Full house." I told her, rolling my eyes and grabbing her hips.

  She looked at me and mischief clouded over her eyes.


  Whatever she was going to do, I was willing to let her.

  She pushed herself up and slid out of my grip.

  "Coward." She mumbled and was about to get up.

  I chuckled deeply, finding this game she was playing quite amusing.

  She glanced at me and I grabbed her and pulled her back down.

  I got up and walked over to the door, grabbing the handle and looking at her as I pressed the lock.

  Walking back over to her, I could see the anxiety on her face.

  I felt nothing. But something inside of me urged me to give her reassurance.

  I laid between her legs again, pressing my hips deeper into her.

  Her eyes shut and her head fell back. A choked moan escaped her lips.

  This only added to my need,

  To have her.

  I took that opportunity to attack her neck with hungry kisses.

  Her hips bucked and I pushed them back down, groaning when her thigh rubbed against my cock.

  I trailed my lips all the way down to her shoulder, before rising and placing my hands on the hem of her shirt.

  She looked at me innocently and nodded.

  I pulled her shirt off of her and threw it on the floor, then leaned back.

  I admired her body. Her chest rose and fell quickly.

  Looking back up at her, I found her staring at me with her bottom lip between her teeth.

  I wanted to speed up this process but I know if I did, I'd be heartless.

  Well, more heartless anyway.

  Leaning back down, I kissed her, taking her lip out of her mouth.

  Her hands flew up and locked around my neck, trying to pull me closer.

  But I didn't give her what she wanted.

  Instead I pulled away and continued my torture. I placed slow kisses down her body, feeling her shudder under me.

  I smirked, knowing exactly what I was doing.

  I kissed between her cleavage, then tugged on her black, lacy bra.

  She looked down at me again, biting her lips while she debated.

  I let her. Giving her time to second-guess things.

  But then she nodded, closing her eyes again.

  I felt my inner demons smile, pleased with her answer.

  My hand raised her up slightly, then brushed against the fabric of her bra.

  Then I unclasped it, pulling it off and watching as her full breasts bounced as I removed the bra.

  "Fuck." I muttered, closing my eyes briefly before opening them up again.

  Lust took over, fueling my mind and my body.

  I licked my lips, instantly filled with hunger as I watched her squirm under my stare.

  She was anxious. It shone in her eyes before she shut them.

  Then I leaned back down again, kissing her slowly. Taking things at her pace, against my will.

  I trailed my hand up her bare hip, before I cupped her left breast.

  She pulled away with a gasp as I gave it a slight squeeze, watching her intently.

  I went back down again, placing my mouth over her nipple.

  I flicked my tongue on it, looking up at her as she moaned softly.

  Her eyes were screwed shut and her head fell back, hitting the pillow.

  I sucked on one, using my hand to massage the other.

  She moaned loudly and I stopped, giving her a look.

  She knew what I meant. That she needed to be silent.

  Nodding, she pulled in her lips in an attempt to keep herself quiet.

  Then my lips trailed down again, leaving wet kisses and moving at a snail pace, all the way down to the waistband of her pants.

  Without waiting, I pulled it off of her, immediately met by underwear that matched her bra.

  Her cheeks darkened, turning crimson under my hungry gaze.

  I went down further, kissing her over the thin fabric. I spread her legs more, kissing both thighs.

  Her breathing picked up, giving me all the reactions that I wanted.

  I licked my lips again, trying to contain myself.

  I placed a kiss directly between her legs and her back arched as another throaty moan left her lips.

  Then I looked up at her again, waiting for her to grant me access.

  And she did. Not by nodding or speaking.

  Her eyes spoke to me, telling me what she wanted.

  What she needed.

  I took the fabric between my teeth, not breaking eye contact as I tugged it down her legs.

  Then I threw it on the floor along with the rest of her clothes.

  I spread her legs wider, giving myself a clear view of my next meal.

  I blew on it, smirking when her hands immediately buried themselves in my hair.

  She tried pushing her hips down, wanting more. But I held her in place with my hand.

  I buried my face between her legs. Leaving one, long, wet kiss directly on her core.

  She tugged on my hair. I groaned, raising back up again and smashing my lips against hers.

  I kissed her deeply, showing her just how much I wanted her.

  My hand slid down again, playing with her folds before a single finger entered her.

  She moaned into my mouth, driving me off of a cliff as I struggled to keep myself controlled.

  My finger pumped in and out of her, making her moan uncontrollably.

  Her fingers locked around my wrist, holding it as her head fell back again.

  I kissed her neck, entering another finger into her and she gasped, her moans becoming louder.

  Music to my fucking ears.

  I wanted to hear more. I needed to hear more.

  My fingers pumped faster and I felt her hot walls tighten around them.

  I curled my fingers inside of her and her loud moans echoed throughout the room.

  I stared at her the entire time, enjoying her reactions.

  Her hips rolled with every pump, grinding into my hand.

  Then she started twitching, a sign of her fast-approaching release.

  Just when I knew she would, I removed my fingers.

  Her eyes opened widely, looking at me like I was insane.

  And that, I was.

  I looked at her before sucking on my fingers, watching as her eyes filled with desire.

  Just like mine.

  I sat up before removing my shirt and throwing it on the ground,

  My pants landing there shortly after.

  I looked back up at her and slowly slid my boxers off, waiting for her to stop me.

  But she never did.

  Not that I was complaining.

  Her eyes made contact with my length and they widened, making me roll my eyes.

  I reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a condom from in the drawer.

  I ripped it with my teeth and slid it over my manhood.

  I looked down at her again and she nodded slowly, biting her lip.

  Leaning down, I took her lips in mine before slowly entering her.

  She stopped and let out a soft cry. I placed my head in the crook of her neck and kissed it.

  "Breathe." I mumbled and she screwed her eyes shut before letting out a shaky breath.

  I felt something drip on my face and I knew it was a tear.

  Something pricked at my heart again and I took a sharp intake of air.

  I raised up and kissed her tears away, thrusting into her slowly.

  Her nails dug into the skin on my back, probably going to leave marks later.

  I groaned, feeling her tight walls wrap around me.

  My mind clouded over and I kept my eyes trained on her.

  She moaned softly, slowly relaxing,

  And that was my cue to pick up the pace.