Chapter 21: CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Every nerve ending on my body stood pine straight. I couldn't believe this was happening and my mind was playing catch up even though my body had gone quite far.

I never imagined anything like this happening, but I wasn't complaining one bit . The sizzling heat emanating from his body drew me in like a moth to a flame.

I leaned into his muscular body, his hands wrapping around my body so he could deepen the kiss.

He moved down to my neck, releasing a fountain of water in my panties. I felt like I had been doused in a sea of ecstasy.

“Ugh,” I moaned out loud, unable to contain it any longer.

“Fuck!” Was his growling response.

When he looked up, I was startled by his red eyes and a hint of horns on his head.

My mind was startled to realize that he was indeed a demon and was screaming danger alert signs at me but then he pulled my over sensitive nipples and I lost every train of thought in that direction. He could be the devil himself and I'll still want whatever he was doing to me, it felt too good.

All I wanted was more, I didn't know what I was begging him for but I just wanted more. His tongue swiped across my earlobes and I was shocked to find out I had sensitivity in that area too. He was all over me at once and I was drowning in pleasure.

I felt him shift back and before I could protest, he swiped a finger straight through my front and all my buttons clattered to the ground, my boobs flying out of their hold.

He drew in a sharp breath.

“They're so beautiful,” he cooed and latched on the left one immediately.

My back curved from the assault of pleasure that his tongue brought and my mouth let out groans of pleasure with each sucking and delicate bite of his on the sensitive nob.

I was damn sure that my panties were more than ruined, I could feel my wetness all the way down my legs.

He grabbed the second one, giving it as much attention before he slapped them harshly. I shivered in pleasure.

“You're such a naughty girl, aren't you?” He asked, staring deep into my eyes as he pulled my skirt up.

He then turned me around to face the mirror that I'd caught myself being a creep before on.

And then he slapped my ass.

A pool of wetness formed in my lace panties as the slap registered in my brain. Fuck, I loved that so much.

I pushed my ass back, craving for more.

“I knew you'd like that, you dirty girl,” he growled in my ear, the voice drowning me in a pull of lust.

His horns were fully out now and the smirk on his face grew as he slapped my ass again. “You want to be punished, don't you? That's why you've been teasing me with your plump ass cheeks, your supple breasts and that dirty, moaning mouth of yours, hm?” he said as he rubbed each bulb of my butt. His words made me want to shake, I was filled with lust and I needed something from him.

“Yes Sir. Please punish me,”

“Oh yea? You want me to leave my fingerprints all over your plump ass?” He rasped in my ears, sending shock waves through my body. I wanted his hands slapping my ass more than I wanted air.

“Please Sir!” I begged as he slapped my ass again, and I was sure they were red now.

I loved the feeling of his firm hands on my ass, marking them harshly and I loved the tingles it brought to my pussy.

He slapped them twice more before grabbing my neck and drawing me closer to him, my back to his as we stood before the mirror.

His face was divine, his horns the only contrast to the perfection that he was.

With my ass on his crutch, he nudged my legs apart and trailed his finger, the one with claws down my body.

I had no idea why the idea of danger, so close to my heart, turned me on like a faucet. I wanted him to ruin me.

He proceeded to slide that one finger all the way down to my panties while staring at my eyes in the mirror.

I looked like a shocked doe.

The moment his finger plunged into my wetness, our eyes widened, his out of shock, and mine out of pleasure.

“Ahh,” I gasped as he slowly pulled it out and sunk them in me again, this time, he stayed longer before bringing it out completely.

While still staring deep into my eyes in the floor-length mirror, he put his finger, filled with my slick wetness inside his mouth and he sucked it like a stick of delicious candy.

“Hmmm.. fucking delicious!” He groaned and immediately, I felt a cold whoosh of air down on my clitoris. I looked down to see that I was stark naked.

“How..” I started to ask but the question dissolved into breathless moans as his tongue began flickering from my clit to my pussy hole.

“Ohhh,” I exclaimed, back bending as his excessively long tongue drove into my cunt. He was on his knees, his face in between my legs and his horn gone from view.

I could literally feel his tongue on my G-spot, something I'd never known its location until that point.

He licked my pussy like a starved man, he was moaning as much as I was, and I was going crazy at every hum and thrust.

He grabbed my ass and began moving me back and forth on his whole face with reckless abandon.

I was gone, pleasure overtaking my existence. Every part of my body shook with each movement of his lips and tongue on my pussy.

Then he slapped my ass again and my body shook in a violent orgasm that had my body and mind shaking.

I braced myself on the closet door for stability as my legs could no longer support me.

Suddenly, I was fully clothed.

“What…” I gasped in shock, turning to look at a fully growling demon form of my boss.

“Run home now little girl,” he drawled, “if you're not in bed in the hour, I'll come over and fuck you to so many times y

ou'd not even know you're dying from the pleasure.”

I didn't need to be told twice, I ran.