Page 25 of I Accidentally Summoned a Demon Boyfriend

“Sit down? Okay.” I didn't return to my seat like I was sure he meant. Instead, I sat side-saddle in his lap.

I should have questioned my actions then. Yes, the steak was good, but it wasn’t good enough to make me jump into this man’s lap. The only thing I could think of was that the meat was so delicious, and I had to have him try it. Clearly, I was already intoxicated by the alien drink. My head spun like I already drank half a bottle of wine, even though I'd only had a few sips. But two plus two was equaling seventy-five, and my senses were out the damn window.

“Rayna.” He leaned back from me.

“Just take a bite and tell me it isn't the best thing you've ever had.” I pushed the fork in his face, forcing him to eat the meat, and he did. My eyes were glued to his lips. He slowly chewed the bite of food, and his eyes closed, marking his enjoyment. There was a small drop of juice that landed on his lip, which I used my thumb to remove.

“Isn't it so good?” I licked the juice from my thumb as he swallowed the bite.

“Yes.” He cleared his throat and looked down. “You're in my lap.”

“Would you like me to move?” I asked. “Are you uncomfortable?”

“Yes.” His eyes moved back to my face. “I am.”

“Okay, I’ll move.” I placed my hands on his shoulder, stood, and moved my right leg over his lap, lowering myself until I was straddling him. “Better?”

“Have you lost your mind?” He looked me in the eye but didn’t remove me from his lap.

I reached back and grabbed the cup of wine, took another deep swig, and then gave it to him.

“Drink.” Before he could refuse me, I pressed the cup to his lips, and he took a sip of the dark liquid, again leaving drops on his lip. With my mind spinning with the effects of the alien alcohol, I cleaned the drops with my tongue. “Tastes so good. I mean, it’s almost better than the steak.”

“Rayna.” My hips slowly rocked, and he grabbed my waist to stop me, but the heat from his hands felt like encouragement.

“Yes, Metice?” I asked as the heavy wave of arousal crashed against me.

“Do you know what you’re doing?” There was a new gruff to his voice that had my pussy wet.

“Just tasting,” I said, but I didn’t finish the answer. I leaned in and kissed him. “I don’t want anything to go to waste.”

“Are you going to claim this was a dream?”

“Huh?” I asked against his lips. “You taste so good.”

“If you keep doing that,” he grunted.

“What? What will you do, demon boy?” I teased. I knew what calling him that would do.

He growled and lifted me from his lap to sit me on the table. “You’re playing with fire.”

“I’m already in hell.” I grinned and grabbed his dick through his pants. “Might as well have a little fun, right?”

“Last chance.” He grabbed my wrist pulling my hand away from him.

I pulled my hand from his loose grip and slipped it into his pants. I stroked his dick and looked him in the eyes as he grew in my palm. “Last chance for what?”

“Alright.” He lowered his mouth to my ear. “But this time, you’re going to tell me you want it.”

“What?”

“You heard me, Rayna.” His hand slipped into my top and beneath my bra to grab my breast. He teased my nipple between his fingers as he continued. “Tell me you want it. Tell me what you want from me.”

“Mmm,” I moaned. “I want-”

“Yes? What do you want, Rayna?” His horns appeared, slowly growing as he waited for my response.

“I want you to fuck me, demon boy.” The devilish grin stretched across my face.

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