章 57: What Kind Of Twisted Pervert Am I Becoming?

Lisa wrapped her arms around Lucifer's neck, pressing her soft breasts against his chest and leaning in close to him. Her hot breath tickled his skin, and the smell of her sweet perfume filled his nostrils, making him feel dizzy with desire.

Lucifer could feel her nipples hardening against his body, teasing him through the thin fabric of her dress. It was almost too much for him to bear, and he couldn't resist the urge to grab hold of her ass and squeeze it tightly. He was getting hard, and he wanted to take her right then and there.

"Hmmm... What should I do with you, my little devil? Should I let you fuck me right here and now, or should I make you beg for it? It would be so much fun to watch you squirm under my touch and beg me to let you inside me. Would you like that, my love? Do you want me to dominate you and make you my slave?" Lisa whispered seductively, her breath tickling his ear as she nibbled on his earlobe and kissed along his jawline.