Slaved to a Devil [lesbian] novel Chapter 22

Lauren

Her soft body was curled up to mine as she laid in my lap with her head on my shoulder.

I ran my hand up and down her back subconsciously as I watched the end credits of Pretty Woman rolled on and off the tv screen. Elise’s choice, not mine.

“Ok, what’s on tv?” Elise said, attempting to grab the remote from my hand. I pull it away though, feeling playful and mischievous.

She turns her head towards me, giving me an unimpressed look before taking on one of determination and attempting to grab the remote once more.

I pull it out of her reach once more and she falls on the couch cushion beside me in trying to follow it.

Left in a vulnerable position of her ass in the air and her face in the couch, with her not so lengthy jean shorts leaving little to my wicked imagination. I licked my lips not even thinking about it and began to feel the unfamiliar discomfort between my legs.

She struggles back to her feet and doesn’t hesitate to tackle me off the couch. We fell to the ground, my left hand outstretched so she can’t reach the remote without having to climb over me.

Call me a devil, but I couldn’t care less about her desire to reach the remote, as long as she was on top of me somewhat grinding without thinking about it then it will stay away from her for the rest of the month.

Pulling her closer to my body I rolled us over so she is now on the bottom and holds the remote above my head.

“Lauren.” Elise pouts, crossing her arms over her chest in a childlike manner.

Watching her plump welcoming lips, my frustration grows, allowing me to feel something I haven’t in a very long time; a longing to be touched, to be felt, to be satisfied by someone else.

Leaning down with my arm still stretched above my head, I capture her lower pouting lip between my teeth and suck on it gently. I feel her fingers dig into my back and her hips rocking and attempting to find friction against my own.

My teeth releases her lip and moves lower to her neck, sucking and nibbling on her soft warm skin.

Forgetting everything else and just allowing my mind to be consumed with this girl below me, I drop the remote, not caring where it ends up and let my hands explore her beautiful body.

Pushing her shirt up a little, I lean down to place a kiss on her abdomen, but am interrupted when Elise’s body jumps forward nearly a whole foot, bringing my face from above her belly button to her covered crotch.

Not what I was planning to happen but pleased with the outcome all the same, I think to myself as I get ready to pleasure her.

“Ha,” I hear Elise scream in victory for what can only be the remote in her reach. “Sucks for you.”

I most certainly will. I use my speed to quickly pull her jean shorts and panties to just above her mid thigh and crawl below the cage I have created so my face is above her sex and her shorts locks me in.

Before she even realizes what’s happened, I lower my mouth and lick up her unsuspecting bud and slit.

She gasps in surprise and attempts to push my head away but fails with her openly spread legs acting as a safeguard to the shorts that encase my face so close to her pussy.

Finding the small amount of desire she had when I was kissing her, I continue my assault, until she’s squirming and pulling my face closer to her now throbbing clit.

“Don’t… you dare… stop,” she pants between her screams of pleasure.

I smirk into her sex, fully enjoying the sight of her body arch, causing the already ridden up shirt to expose more of her porceline skin.

I moan at the appearance of her face, a small dimple between her eyebrows forming from her pleasure contorted face.