AN: Lucifer's POV. Unplanned, but as he said last chapter, "Give the Devil his due."
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I picked up a dressing robe on my way out of the bedroom and shrugged it on before I sat down at the piano. I poured a generous amount of whiskey into a glass, threw it back, then poured another as I lit a cigarette. I exhaled the smoke slowly and took another swallow of my drink before setting the glass on the piano. I reached up to gently press at the tender skin of my nose, shaking my head as I dropped my hands to the piano keys and started playing the same song I played earlier for Chloe. I closed my eyes, replaying the day's events in my mind.
There was no shortage of women, or men for that matter, who offered sexual fulfillment and seized the opportunity to act out their most depraved fantasies, but I felt some sort of connection to this one from the moment she first walked into Lux. I even pursued her, unwilling to wait for her to return to me on her own, and I was most certainly not disappointed. Unlike most of my sexual partners, Chloe's desire was genuine and I'd bet my wings she felt the same connection I did. I gazed through the gauzy black curtain separating my bedroom from where I sat, taking in the profile of her lithe body where she laid on my bed, smirking as I thought of Dan, her douche ex-husband. There was no way he could have satisfied her sexually-I'd already drawn four orgasms from her and I was nowhere near done. She had no idea the rapture her body was capable of producing and I couldn't wait to wring every last drop of desire from her.
"Fuck." I groaned, reached down to give my rigid cock a stroke.
I tossed back the rest of my drink and took one last pull from my cigarette before stubbing it out and returning to the bedroom.
Chloe was still asleep, her face relaxed with just a hint of a smile, and the sheet was drawn haphazardly around her naked form. I picked up my phone and snapped a quick photo, then eased down on my knees on the bed and took close ups of her waist, hip, the curves of her breast against the black sheet beneath her, and a shot of her lips, slightly parted before slowly drawing the sheet away from her and taking two more shots, one of the curve of her ass, the other of the back of her knee.
I closed my phone and tossed it towards the head of the bed before managing to coax her onto her back without waking her. I laid down, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of one thigh as I pulled it onto my shoulder. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, her scent washing over me and destroying whatever restraint I had. I held her hips firmly and closed my mouth over her sex, dragging my tongue through her folds to flick back and forth over her clit. She unconsciously shifted, lifting her hips against my mouth, but when I sucked her clit, she jerked awake, raising her head to look down at me, our eyes meeting as she brought one hand up and slid her fingers into my hair, holding me against her.
"God, you're good at that…" she moaned. "Ouch!" she cried when I turned my head and bit her inner thigh.
She glared down at me, but I just lifted an eyebrow, waiting for her apology.
"Don't stop!" she whined, trying to push my head back down.
"I'm not sure you deserve it."
"Lucifer…" she pleaded, dropping back down on the bed.
"That's right." I confirmed, pressing a kiss just above her clit. "Right now this is my pussy and my name is the only name you should be calling out, are we clear?"
"Yes."
"Don't make me punish you, Chloe."
She whimpered, biting her lip and lifting her hips towards me. I closed my mouth over the juncture of her thigh and pussy and sucked the flesh between my teeth, then immediately plunged my tongue back inside her. She brought her other hand up to grip my hair and tensed her thighs as I worked her with my lips and tongue, but when I slid two fingers deep inside her, she cried out, slapping the mattress and clutching the sheet. I began tracing my tongue over her clit while I pressed my fingers against her pubic bone. I reached up with my other hand, cupping her and massaging her breasts before slipping two fingers into her mouth. She immediately closed her lips around them and teased them with her tongue as she sucked them greedily. I felt her walls tightening around my fingers and relaxed the pressure against her g-spot.
She groaned, frustrated, and tried to thrust against my hand and tongue, but I removed my fingers from her mouth and laid my forearm across her belly to still her hips.
"Lucifer…please…" she begged, tightening her grip on my hair.
"Relax, darling, you'll cum when I let you cum." I promised, pulling my fingers from within her and slowly sliding them over her clit, then wrapping my hands around her thighs and rolling us so she knelt over me. "Right now, though, I want you to ride my face."
"I-oh…" she moaned when I flicked my tongue against her.
I reached up to grip her ass and pulled her down so I could reach her and she fell forward, bracing her hands on the bed. I moved her hips until she began a tentative rhythm, figuring out the best stroke offered the most pleasure. When she finally got into a groove, I slid one hand down to rest between her ass cheeks, applying just a bit of pressure, and lifted the other to hold her breast while I rubbed my thumb against her nipple. Her pace only faltered slightly, then she began to work her hips harder and faster, greedily taking the pleasure I offered.
"Lucifer!" she cried out, her hips jerking as she came violently.
I brought my hands to her hips and lifted her, bringing her down over me as I thrust up into her. She cried out, her body shuddering as the added sensation prolonged her orgasm. Her hands were braced above my shoulders, but she barely held herself up as I pumped my hips beneath her, my hands holding her ass in place.
"You…" she gasped, holding her head above mine, her hair falling over us.
She kissed me hungrily, her tongue fighting against mine, and started rocking back to meet my frantic thrusts.
"That's it, Love, ride me…" I encouraged, the sounds of our flesh meeting echoing around us.
She bit my lip and slammed her hips down, then sat up and arched her back, her hips rolling over me.
"You are exquisite." I groaned, sitting up so I could wrap my arms around her, tangling one in her hair and the other holding her to my chest.
Our mouths remained locked in a heated kiss as our bodies pushed and pulled against each other, her nails digging into my shoulders.
"I need to consume you." I growled, pushing her onto her back and fucking her wildly.
"You are…Lucifer…I need you…" she sobbed, holding onto me tightly as I drove my cock into her, over and over.
"Mine!" I roared, thrusting deep as I spilled into her, my orgasm rocketing through me.
"Yours." She panted, shaking from her own powerful orgasm.
I lowered my head to kiss her mouth slowly as I tried to calm my racing heart.
"I think you killed me." She murmured.
"What a way to go though." I grinned.
We both moaned when I shifted against her, and winced when I pulled out. I collapsed beside her, throwing a leg over hers and pulling her half under me to I could rest my head on her shoulder, my breath blowing against her neck. She turned her head to press her lips softly to my forehead and scratched her nails across my scalp soothingly as we both drifted to sleep.