Warning! Dirty words in this episode.
I was shocked, because I never expect him to come back yet and most importantly I don’t want him to misunderstand me.
“Lucifer, I….its not what you think.” I stuttered but whom am I kidding?
Of course he knows what I’m thinking.
If only I can stop thinking about him.
But I can’t block my mind from thinking.
It is completely natural.
He squatted down in front of me and licked his lower lip.
Motioning me with his finger to come forward.
Like a bitch I swim near him.
He caress my cheek, down to my neck and slowly on my collarbone.
I inhaled sharply as his hand cupped up my br**st.
I couldn’t think of any other thing but what was happening at the moment.
“Do you like it Calla? Do you like it when I caress your cheek softly down to your b**bs and s**k on your very hard nipple?” He asked and I gulped loudly.
The water became too hot for me.
I became so aroused with his words.
I’m always aroused around him but tonight it is awkwardly different, the pull became stronger than before.
He smirked and squeezed my br**st hard causing me to gasp.
“Do you like it when I open your leg wide as it damped with your juice and play with your wet p**sy? My fingers moving in and out of your p**sy as you scream my name?”
“Lucifer….” I whispered.
This is pure torture.
His fingers was playing with my hard nipple and my eyes flew shut.
“Come out,” he commands and I found myself obeying his voice.
This isn’t right, is he manipulating me?
I got out of the swimming pool, my body drenched with water, and my hair wet.
He rake his eyes up and down my body and smirk.
“Does that p**sy wet for me?” He asked and i gulped before finding my voice.
“Don’t flatter yourself, I’m already drenched by the water,” I replies and crossed my hands around my chest lifting up my cleavage a little.
Two can play this game Lucifer.
I smirked when he raised his eyebrow and scoffed.
He read my mind!
I pushed me on the bench and prey my leg open.
“If I found out that you’re wet, your punishment will be massive Calla,” he whispered and bite softly on my ear.
I whimpers and close my eyes.
I wasn’t sure.
I’m not sure if wet or not but when he told me what he’ll do to my p**sy earlier I felt myself dripping.
I nodded and his finger brushed against my clothed clit.
I shivered and quickly compose myself.
I can’t be enjoying this, he is playing tricks on me again.
He brushed his finger against me again, this time harder and I whimpered.
I’m sire by now it will be very visible.
I am wet for him.
He slipped his finger on my clit and smirk before standing up.
“I told you that you’re wet for me,” he said and I scoffed.
“You bast…..you Lucifer, you cheated on me,” I accused quickly revoking my
formal choice of word.
Thank goodness I didn’t curse on him.
He tried to say something but his demeanor changed and he took a step back from me.
What is going on?
He turned around and walk inside the house.
We were just fine some seconds ago, what changed?
I stood up from the bench and picked up my shirt from the ground, I wore it and chased after him.
I have to know what is going on.
He left me stranded earlier and now he is doing the exact same thing.
“Lucifer,” I called but he didn’t answer.
He continue working and sat down on the chair inside the dinning room.
“Bring me my dinner,” he said in a commanding voice.
“Lucifer,” I whispered and shook my head before turning around to do what he commanded me to do.
After dishing out his food I placed it in front of him and brought some strawberries and apples and a bottle of water and a bottle of wine.
“Lucifer,” I called but he ignored me.
“I’ve got to eat Calla,” he said, he was clearly irritated.
Did I do something wrong?
Tears threatened to slipped from my eyes.
I just…we were just fine.
He looked up at me and stood up walking closer to me.
I stood rooted in the spot staring into his eyes.
“Why? Why….are you treating….me like this?” I asked with a broken voice.
“Why do you have feelings for Lucifer the devil? What if I kill you or burn you? Or manipulate you and turn you into my puppet?” He asked staring me dead in the eyes.
(His wild desires)
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