Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 17773 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17773 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Then I snicker and toss my bottle back.
Before God Himself
Lucifer
“Lily?” my voice rings out into the cool night.
It’s not freezing outside, but I can still see my breath as it wafts through the air.
“Over here, Matthew,” her quiet voice answers back, coming from the dark recesses of the balcony overlooking the hills that surround our compound.
“What on earth are you doing out here in the cold, my dearest?” I ask as I move towards her.
Tucked in the shadows, the pale white dress she wore for dinner hangs perfectly on her lithe frame, a stark contrast against the inky darkness.
“Enjoying a few moments of peace before the chaos of preparing for Christmas completely consumes me,” she says as she moves gracefully across the balcony.
Golden blonde hair fluttering behind her, she walks with a confidence that wasn’t present when I first claimed her. Long gone are all hints of her past. I’ve erased away the tired soccer mom who was sick of life and given her purpose.
Under my hand, she has transformed into a confident woman that radiates grace and beauty.
Taking her hand, I pull her into my chest.
“Are you still experiencing reservations about being around so many people?”
“Maybe,” she answers in a soft drawl. “I know I shouldn’t have them, especially because every one of your men will be here, but...”
“But?” I ask her while my arms slowly turn her towards the balcony railing.
Burying my nose in her thick blonde hair, I take a deep breath. No matter where we are or what we’re doing, her scent fills me with a deep-seated, primal need to take her. To mark her.
To own her.
The need to claim her before all under the skies, the heavens, and above hell, begins to boil in my blood. Especially with the reminder that I was so close to losing her…
She’s mine, and I’ll fuck her before God himself to remind him.
“Over the past couple of days, I’ve had the strangest feeling that something is going to happen…”
“Something dangerous?” I ask, stilling my body and getting my dark thoughts under control.
“I’m not sure.”
Her body is full of tension as she pushes gently back against me. Her small shoulders feel smooth and cool to my touch as I slide my hands over them.
My fingers press firmly into those taut muscles.
Much to my amusement, her quiet moans of pleasure start quickly.
“Matthew, you do that out here and we run the possibility of becoming indecent,” she whispers as my hands slide lower down her back.
“That wouldn’t necessarily be bad, Lilith,” I murmur into her ear.
“But the guards might see us,” she whimpers.
My hands are slowly bunching up the back of her white dress. The hemline raising ever so slowly, I can feel the heat through my slacks as the back of her thighs press into me.
“They’ll be focusing on everything around them. No one will see us this high up, especially because we’re in the shadows.”
“But what if I can’t keep quiet?” she groans as I finally pull the dress up above her panties.
Her silk-clad buttocks push against my groin.
“That will be up to you,” comes from my mouth right before it latches down to lightly suck and bite at the pale skin of her neck.
“Oh god, you’re already…” she whispers as her hands reach behind her to grab at the thickening bulge in my pants.
“Of course. You and you alone break all control I have of my body,” I say, my breath coming out as a ragged gasp.
Her slim fingers slide down the zipper and push their way inside to grab the shaft of my cock.
Bending her over at the waist, I push her hands away from me. “Hold onto the railing, dear, and perhaps look like you’re simply enjoying the view.”
“Matthew, someone’s going to pass by below us. They’ll know…” she groans out quietly as I hold her still.
Taking my hand from her hip, I pull my thick, aching cock from my pants. Just this small sexual byplay has me hard as can be.
It’s her doing.
She is my temptress, my salvation, and my damnation. I can do anything but resist her. Does she know how she drives me mad?
Sliding my other hand down her hip, I pull her panties down to mid-thigh. The cold air whips between my cock and the warm flesh of her tight cheeks, sending a delicious shiver down both our spines.
“It’s cold, Matthew, please warm me… Please.” her voice quietly pleads with me as I close the small distance between us.
Rubbing the thick head of my cock between her lips, I groan at the intense heat I feel emanating from within her.
She’s already so wet for me, I must ask her, “Lily, does this little exhibitionism excite you?”
She doesn’t answer as she tries to push her way back onto my cock. I keep her hip still with my left hand as my right hand continues to slide my glans up and down her soaking wet slit.