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Chapter 543: Ch 569 - Rest of you Tastes
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Chapter 543: Ch 569 - Rest of you Tastes

She wrapped around him like Tentacula, arms pulled tight.

His cock was dying for her mouth, jumping up and begging to be noticed every time her tongue swirled around his.

Her hands came to his chest and roughly pushed him away.

"What’s gotten into you tonight?" Lucifer panted. "You’re all over me one second and then you’re shoving me off as if you hate it."

"I don’t hate it. I love it. But I know what I want from you now."

"Oh? What’s that?"

"I want to tie you up. For real. Not pretend tied up like last time."

He studied her. It was a hard call. He trusted her, but he hated being tied up.

Although the last time had not been unpleasant, he hadn’t been technically bound. "I don’t like being physically restrained."

"I want to see you writhing on the bed while I tease your cock."

He smirked. "You can see that any time."

"Yes, but I want you to not be able to do anything about it."

"I promise not to touch if that’s what you want."

"I’ll just bind your arms to the bed. Your legs can be free. No blindfold this time. I want you to see me."

Lucifer smirked at that. "I thought you learned your lesson about being in charge. Last time we tried this, you didn’t last very long. You were begging me to tell you to come."

"One hour," she stated. "I just want to be in charge for one hour. After that, you take over and do whatever you want to me."

"Whatever I want?" he asked. He hadn’t done whatever he wanted to her in a long time.

He usually deferred to what she needed rather than the scenario in his head. "I don’t think you know what you’re getting into, Granger."

"Mmm," she purred. "Is that a preview, Morningstar?"

"No, it’s a warning. Telling me to do what I want might not be the orgy you imagine."

Hermione wasn’t fazed. "So do we have deal? One hour of you tied to the bed in exchange for Lucifer’s choice the rest of the night."

"Don’t say I didn’t warn you."

"I won’t. Is it a deal?"

He nodded. "Have your way with me."

She laughed and started undressing him, while hoping that he will enjoy it so she can be more strict next time around....she just didn’t want to be submissive anymore.

She wanted to teach him a lesson of disobeying her.

She used her wand to undo all the buttons.

The more he was revealed to her, the more she wanted to pin him to the bed and make him squirm.

When she got everything off, his cock was on its way to a full salute.

Tickling her fingers lightly over it, she blew it a kiss and nodded at the bed.

"The hour doesn’t start until you’re restrained."

Lucifer sighed and got on the bed, checking his armwatch, and removing it to put on table beside.

"It’s 10:15 now. Go ahead."

Hermione waved her wand.

"Incarcerous." She slipped off her shoes and walked around to the side.

Checking to make sure he was propped up comfortably on the pillows, she ran her finger over the wrist closest to her, just under the rope. "You look so bloody sexy, Lucifer."

"Am I allowed to talk?" he asked, barely constraining the derision in his voice.

"Oh, yes," she said, smiling. "Say whatever you like."

’I don’t need my hands to control her.’

"Are you going to take off that? If not, don’t worry, 11:15 will be here soon enough, and I’ll remove it for you."

Hermione grinned and slid her fingers up his arm, tracing over his armpit and going down his side. ’Very clever, Lucifer. I can play that game too.’

"You know what I wanted to do at Great Hall in morning?"

Lucifer raised one eyebrow.

Let’s see if you’re still so cool in twenty minutes.’

"I wanted to climb under the table and suck your cock. I know you could have made it look like nothing was happening. You’re good at that. But I’d know how much you liked it. You’d be so hard in my mouth . . . your dick twitching in my throat. Would it leak for me, Lucifer? I love watching your cock drip. I know how much you want me. It makes me wet every time I taste it."

"Does it?" Lucifer gritted his teeth.

She’d worked her way down to the foot of the bed, trailing her finger along his body as she went, drawing a meandering line along his leg as she rambled on about his cock.

"MmmHm," she smiled and climbed up on the bed, not stopping until she stood between his feet.

Her foot nudged his legs wider, and he acquiesced.

Carefully, as she was slightly unsteady walking on the mattress, she stepped up and straddled his chest, smiling down at him from ahigh.

"Is this what you wanted to see?" she asked. slowly dragging her skirt up her thighs.

He didn’t answer, but he watched the slow ascent of her dress.

Just when he could almost see the dark shadow of her sex, she lifted her hands and let her dress drop back into place.

"Hmm. That must not be it. You would have said something, right?" She saw his lips twitch, trying not to smile.

Crouching down so her bum brushed his chest, she kept her skirt over her knees so he couldn’t see anything. "Would you prefer I keep on the dress?"

He slowly shook his head no but didn’t answer out loud.

Hermione grinned. "Tell me what you want to see."

His jaw flexed, and his nose flared, making him look angry and turned on at the same time. "Everything."

Her finger traced along his cheekbone. "Tell me how hard your cock is getting."

"It’d be harder if you licked it," he answered, barely moving his lips.

"Can you ask me nicely?"

Lucifer sighed and cracked his neck.

Every time he talked, she was getting what she wanted. "Please."

Hermione hoped that wasn’t the best she would get out of him in the next fifty-five minutes.

Standing up again, she pulled down the top.

She watched his face as she took off her bra.

Her nipples were budding; Hermione brushed her fingers over them, moaning as the sensation traveled down to her clit.

Going to her zipper, she eased her skirt down and let fall to his chest.

Lifting one foot, she stepped out of it and then kicked it aside with the other.

Lucifer wanted to lick her slit and get that knowing look off her face.

He watched as she slowly crouched down again and spread her knees wide.

He had a prime view of her slightly-parted pussy.

Her finger circled her clit, eliciting a soft, wet sound of excitement from her folds.

She had no compunctions about using that sound to drive him mad.

"I’m so wet for you, Lucifer. The way you left me all horny in the kitchen made me want to come. I wanted you push your fingers into my pussy and find out for yourself how much I wanted you. But you kicked me out of the room, forced me to cook and wash dishes instead without letting me suck your cock even though I was obviously superior to her. Didn’t you want me?"

"Yes."

"Why didn’t you finger me?"

"I was upset."

"I wanted it."

"You should’ve told me."

"That’s not polite breakfast conversation."

"It is with me."

Hermione laughed. "I’ll remember that next time. But it’s too late now. I need to come. You don’t mind, do you?"

He shook his head no.

Hermione sank down onto her knees.

She was excited enough that she’d be able to come soon without too much work.

Her hands went to her breasts, and she pinched her nipples as she ground her pussy into his chest.

He was warm, and she could feel his heart beating through his skin.

All his humping directives were about to pay off.

She arched her back and rubbed her clit into his chest.

After a minute, she needed more and leaned forward, resting her hand on the pillow beside his head as she rode his sternum.

Lucifer stared up at her contorted face.

She would climax any second. He couldn’t believe this was how she’d decided to come.

He thought she would sit on his face for sure.

Her method was oddly juvenile, like a fourth-year who’d just discovered frottage and wanted to ride everything.

His dick had no judgements of her method, though, twitching hard as she came with his name on her lips.

Hermione relaxed and wiggled down a little so she was face to face with him.

Touching her lips to his, she cheered inwardly when he kissed her as if he wanted to fuck her brains out.

Careful not to touch his cock, she let him kiss her as hard as he wanted.

When she couldn’t breathe right, she pulled away and smiled at him. "That was nice. Let’s find out how the rest of you tastes."

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