Get ready for the rest of me, fucking the devil!

“I only ravish sexy little receptionists who know all too well how to push my buttons,” he breathed out in a harsh, breathless voice. 

My brow quirked as I stared back at him, not bothering to look away from the man standing in front of me. There was always this unspoken chemistry between the two of us, that much was true, but was this really happening? Lucifer… The fucking devil… my BOSS Lucifer…had me pinned against the wall like he came straight out of a late night fantasy?

“Oh my sweet little demon,” he murmured leaning in to nip my neck. “Yes.”

Instantly, he was all over me again. His lips attacked my sensitive neck, pulling in delicious ways. His forked tongue glided over my skin like the most forbidden caress known to man. 

Lucifer’s hands slid away from my wrists to cup my breasts. Funny how I don’t remember taking my shirt off. But never-the-less, Lucifer’s skillful touch had me caring less about my clothing and more about the impressive bulge of his against my thigh. He toyed with my breast relentlessly, pulling and tugging my nipples until they were swollen and hard. Between his kisses and his touch, I become nothing more than a moaning, writhing mess against him. 

 “Lucifer,” I moaned, finally finding my voice. 

He hummed against my skin as response.

“Fuck me, please.”

And as if that was all the encouragement Lucifer needed, the rest of our clothing disappeared in an instant. His hard length pressed against my dripping core as he growled against the curve of my neck.

“Are you sure you’re ready, my little receptionist?” Lucifer whispered gruffly against my ear.

“Yes. Yes, please.”

He entered me swiftly, hitting my g-spot instantly, causing me to shriek aloud. He groaned in response as he gripped my hips, settling in a deep, hard, slow movement. Each buck of his hips met my sensitive clit, just as his cock slid deliciously against my quivering walls. This was it. This was what it really meant to be fucking the devil.

It’s not long before I’m desperate, grinding into his hips to create more friction to get myself over the top. I was near begging, sobbing in ecstasy as he hit spots that I never knew existed. 

“Lucifer… please. Faster,” I panted as my trembling legs squeezed around his waist tighter.

He didn’t reply, just let out a low groan and he sped up impossibly further, giving me just enough pleasure to see stars behind my tightly closed eyes.

“Fuck..fuck..fuck,” I chanted as the orgasm began to speed towards me rapidly. I tilted my hips up as much as I could, using the wall for support as Lucifer slammed into my body over and over again. “LUCIFER!” I screamed as I came around his driving force, harder than I’d ever had before.

“Oh shit, Athena. That’s a good receptionist. Oh fuck, I’m gonna-” Lucifer grunts as he shivers against me, thrusts becoming erratic. 

“Come for me, Lucifer. Oh fuck. Please.”

And that was that. Lucifer filled me with hot ropes of his cum. He leaned against me, spent, both of us breathing heavily. As he dropped my legs down, he hummed happily.

“Lucifer?” I asked, once my breathing returns to normal.

“Yes, Athena?”

“Can you do your fucking paperwork now?” 

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