Twenty-Three

GASPING I TRIED TO GET OFF HIS LAP, BUT HE DIDN'T ALLOW ME, holding me back by my hip, "Oh my God. I've never woken up so late in my entire life," in my entire existence to be precise. "That's so unladylike," I muttered.

"Don't say that. And don't forget that you went to sleep at almost 6 am, after I made you stay awake the entire night," then he kissed my neck, and my collarbones, and went up to my jaw again. "You needed some sleep. A lot actually, to be able to regain all the energy you burned with me last night."

"Stop provoking me, devil," I tried to get off him, but he made me stay on his lap. "I'm hungry!"

He grinned, "So am I!"

"Of food."

Biting my bottom lip, he whispered, "So am I!"

I growled frustrated by how he was turning me on again, "Stop it, devil. I'm hungry for literal food, alright?" But I caught myself holding his suit tighter.

"Well, you are not imaginary!"

"Why are you so naughty now?"

He stopped his hands on my ass, "Because of you. I can't contain myself anymore. And I couldn't do shit since today because I couldn't stop thinking about you. About what we did," the devil whispered, caressing my body sensually with his hands. "About what you did. And about all the things I still want to do to you repeatedly." Then he began trying to take my shirt off, "Arms in the air," I obeyed him and he seemed satisfied as he threw the pajama away.

When I pondered if I should take his shirt too, I remembered that he said he didn't feel comfortable without it, so I just unbuttoned it, enough for me to touch his abs with my bare hands. And he didn't complain as I worked my way to let his chest breathe. "When did you wake up?"

"I didn't sleep. I was too restless to do so. My body was craving for yours, but you fainted, so I bottled it up!" He sounded breathless. And when he lost his patience with both of our pants, he just snapped his fingers and they vanished from our bodies and appeared on the ground. "I should have done that before."

"Hmmm, that's quite a useful incantation," I giggled. "Waste no time!" Then I steady myself by holding onto his shoulders, as I got on my knees to position myself over him since he also made his underwear disappear when he snapped his fingers. "I'll only do this now because you have been waiting for it the entire day," I whispered, holding his enormous cock in my hands, trying to find my entry, and he held me by my waist.

"As if you aren't as turned on as I am," he mocked, and not waiting for me to get down, he forced my body down so I would sit over him and receive all his length, all at once. Moaning, he cursed as he entered my tight pussy again, "Oh my… you were so ready for me…" he was right, I was so turned on, that I was soaking wet again. "But still so… fucking tight!"

Moving my hips over him, I felt more familiar with the sensation of having him entirely inside of me, filling me up, not letting an inch empty. "It feels like… home," I whispered more to myself, as I bent my back to be able to move with more ease. While my hands rested on his knees since his long legs were spread open. "This feeling is like a… drug…"

"Then you have to get addicted to it, darling," he muttered before coming closer, holding my waist, and sucking my breast, making me moan louder. "I love how smooth your skin tastes," he whispered, before getting back to it.

If that wasn't enough, the devil held me by my hips, and got up with me in his arms, then walked to the piano and laid me over it. "What dirty thing are you planning?" I managed to say and he smirked mischievously.

"I've been dying to devour you over it," so he's into those fetishes. "Besides, you will never be able to play the piano again, without remembering what I'm going to do to you now!"

"Naughty," I moaned as his thrusts grew stronger and quicker.

"Mmm… I heard you know how to stretch this godly body of yours like no one," he whispered before switching the position, making me stay on the tip of my right toes, with the top of my body over the piano, while he held my left leg up straight. "Hell… I'm overjoyed to know that was true," then he learned that in this position he could go even deeper.

I could feel him all over my insides, taking over my body for himself. Making me his as if yesterday hadn't been enough for that. Claiming every single inch of myself.

Going deeper. Stronger. Quicker.

He switched it up again, bending me down over the piano, with both my legs down, still on the tip of my toes because of the height difference. "Slap it!" I plead and he made a confused sound, without stopping his thrusts. "Slap my ass."

Giggling, he did it, and it wasn't soft. He really gave me a good slap, and it made my face flush again. Then he seemed to like doing that since he did it again, and again, and again.

"I… Mmmmm… I'm close again…" it was all he needed.

He held me in his arms and brought me to the bed again, then came over to me and restarted our sensual dance. Always going deeper. Always going harder than before. And when I came, trembling again, he kissed me to shut me up.

And when I thought he wouldn't get there, he came out of me and ordered me to get on my knees and suck him, and I did. By the big amount he came into my mouth, he was really holding himself the entire day. Then he kissed me and hugged me, satisfied for now.

"It was amazing," he said when kissing my forehead. "I was really hungry," dirty-minded.

I giggled, "Now I feel energetic again, but hungrier," then I turned to the big tray of food he had brought with him, over the table. "Hmmm, that looks delicious!" Snapping his fingers, he made the tray appear right on our side. "I'm really loving this ability of yours."

"Just this ability?"

"Tsk, naughty devil!" I sat down over his hip and took a croissant, just the smell of it made me moan. "Oh my God, I've missed this. The last time I ate was before the ball since I only drank before all of that happened." And when there was only one more piece of it, I turned my eyes to him, "Want some?"

"No, thanks, darling. I'm satisfied since I just ate you!" I felt my face burn again.

Then I ignored it and feed him with it, "Stop that. You have to eat tangible food. And I'm not on this menu before you say something naughty again."

He giggled, "Why are you so flushed? You are not shy after all we did are you, darling?"

I avoided his gaze, "Why would I be?"

"Oh, God… you are! How adorable," he punched my cheeks making me look at him. "But will have to deal with it, since it was you who started. You literally started it all. The flirt, the naughty words, the proximity, the intimacy, the proposal, the kiss, and even the sex. All you!"

Scoff, "I know, alright? I'll never be able o forget it. It's just that I'm a little impulsive if you haven't noticed, and I tend to be overwhelmed by the consequences of my actions."