“We could have our fun with rough play,” she answered. “But if you were to deliberately hurt me, humiliate or torture me…intent would make all the difference. I am stronger and tougher than ordinary mortals. Against one’s master, however, a demon is fully vulnerable.”
“I would never-”
“I know, Alex,” she whispered. “I know. I know you. I have no fear of you. But you asked. There are all sorts of acts used to keep one such as I in line in Hell.” Her voice seemed distant, and for the first time Alex heard real pain as she spoke.
“I had no idea.”
“How could you?”
“You didn’t have to answer.”
Lorelei shrugged, finally looking him in the eye again. “I trust you.”
He nodded, still stroking her hair. “I’m so crazy about you, Lorelei.”
Lorelei nodded back. She cast her gaze at his clock, plugged back in now but silenced. “It would be good if I could make a few phone calls in an hour or two. I imagine you will call in sick at about the same time. Until then…?” she added, finishing with a silent smirk asking an obvious question.
“You think need to ask permission for that?”
She felt his reaction and grinned. “I think we are both becoming comfortable with the range of equality and control between us.”
* * *
“Wow! But you’re okay, right?” Dana’s concern and surprise was evident through the phone.
Hell yes, I’m okay, Alex thought. His right hand held the phone to his ear, but his left was in Lorelei’s hair as she trailed kisses up and down his body. “I’m fine. The bullet just glanced off a rib. Doctor said it was amazingly lucky. It’s bruised but not snapped or anything. I’m sure I’ll be fine by next Tuesday, but I’m staying in bed today and I’ll probably take tomorrow afternoon off just to be safe, if that’s okay.”
“Hey, that’s fine. The file room can run without you for a little bit. Wow, that’s crazy,” his office manager said. “Well, listen, I’ll let everybody know. I’m sure everyone will want to hear the whole story when you come back to work.”
“Thanks, Dana.”
“We’ll be thinkin’ about you. Take it easy.”
“Will do. Bye.” He folded up his phone and put it back on the nightstand. “Wow,” he breathed. “This feels decadent.”
“Hm?”
“Calling in sick to work while you’re doing that to me.”
Lorelei grinned at him wickedly. “I have not yet begun to shower you with decadence,” she warned. She rose up on her knees, sweeping her hair back with both hands and deliberately making a show of herself to him as she retrieved her phone from her jacket.
Alex just watched her, enjoying the sight of her naked glory and her smile…which, for the first time ever, seemed just a touch self-conscious. “You’re staring,” she observed without looking up from her phone’s touchscreen.
“I am. I love looking at you.”
She tossed her hair back on the right side of her head, raising the phone to her ear. “I love being looked at by you,” she admitted quietly.
“Good.”
“You know, just two days ago I found this sort of sweetness to be violently disgusting.”
“And now?”
“I am a demon. Hypocrisy is the least of my evils,” she winked. “Courtney, hello,” Lorelei then said, her voice taking on a less sultry tone. “It’s Laura. How are you?”
Alex heaved himself up out of the bed. He winced a bit at the pain, but it had to be done. He thought to grab his phone as he moved out of his room to resettle on Michelle’s bed. His had become a touch small for him as it was, and he’d have been grateful for Michelle’s offer on that basis alone even if he didn’t have someone to share it with. But he did, and he was conscious of the need for extra room regardless of Lorelei’s claim that she didn’t mind.
“I’m well, but I had a bit of a minor disaster last night. I hope you and your staff might help dig me out of it quickly.” She reached out to stroke Alex from shoulder to ass as he walked by. Lorelei followed him into the other room and watched as he slowly lay back on the queen-sized bed. Then she slipped up next to him, sitting up on her knees with her calves tucked under her.
Their eyes met, confirming their mutual thought: they needed a much bigger bed of their own as soon as possible.
“My car was broken into last night. I had just come in from out of town and now I’ve lost all my luggage. Yes. They just smashed the passenger side window to get in. So now I have a car with a broken window and practically nothing to wear. I’d rather not wait on getting all this resolved.”
Alex’s hand slid over Lorelei’s thighs, and then between them. She looked down at him as his touch became increasingly bold. Her smile conveyed her approval. “I drove to my new boyfriend’s place. I’m staying there. No, no, that ended a while ago. This one’s much younger but better in every way.” She winked at Alex as he began taking greater liberties with his touch, rubbing small and gentle circles over wet flesh before pushing softly inward.
“So I need a temporary wardrobe. Four days or so? Mostly casual. Underthings and all — and I do have someone to impress. We might want to add in a party dress. Something for a night out, at least. You know, keep his eyes glued to me. But my plans are vague right now, so versatility is good.
“More importantly, do you think it’s possible to send someone to pick up my car and get that window replaced? We’re in the north end of Seattle. Wonderful.” Her eyes fluttered a bit as Alex kept playing around, but her voice did not waver as she gave the address.
“Yes, absolutely I’ll wait.” She tapped a button on the phone, and almost instantly her eyes rolled back into her head and she moaned loudly, rising and falling a bit on her knees.
“Wow,” Alex smiled.
“Thank you,” she replied, her free hand touching the wrist that reached between her legs. “You are so good to me.”
His eyes narrowed suspiciously. “So are you faking now or are you faking on the phone?”
Lorelei shook her head, eyes still fluttering. “I would not deceive you in this.”
“But you could hold up that poker face and casual tone if I asked you to? Even during sex?”
“I could, if you asked it of me. If it pleases you. But inside I swear I would still be on fire.”
“That could be kinda kinky.”
She moaned again, and then Courtney’s voice returned on the phone. Lorelei tapped the screen and raised it to her ear. “Yes, Courtney? You can? Wonderful. You’re a lifesaver. Just have whoever comes for the car give me a call when he arrives, I’ll bring him the keys. Oh, and I know I am asking for a lot here, but…yes, I expected you would say as much. Could whoever comes for the car possibly bring breakfast for two? Nothing fancy. Coffee shop fare would be lovely. Wonderful. Thank you so much.” Her thumb cut the line, and then the phone simply fell from her hands as that calm eloquence was replaced by nonsensical vocalizations of pleasure and gratitude.
“They’re gonna bring us breakfast and come get your car?” Alex asked. “Who does that?”
Lorelei could barely open her eyes. “People who work for… work for the wealthy.” She let out a whimper. “They are paid well for it.”
“So…How long until they come for the car?”
“She said…perhaps…oh…an hour and…perhaps half again?”
“Good,” Alex grinned, pulling her closer. “Then I’ve got time to pay you back for earlier this morning. Kneel over me so I can taste you.”
A shiver of delight ran through her. She crawled into position to kneel over his face, straddling his head. She gasped with pleasure at the first touch of his tongue against her pussy.
“No giving back,” he said. “Just enjoy. Don’t resist,” he said with a maddeningly warm, adoring voice.
He teased and nibbled at her inner thighs at first, but she didn’t need any warming up. His lips met hers, drawing from her a great moan and forcing her to fight to keep her eyes open. She stared down at him, panting and shuddering uncontrollably at his kiss. His hands slid up her body, roaming over her ass and hips and reaching up to claim her breasts. She brought her hands over his, encouraging him to hold her possessively.