Lucifer’s Chef – Season 1 Episode 24

Episode 24

 

Warning! Dirty words in this episode.

 

 

Calla’s POV

 

 

I was shocked, because I never expect him to come back yet and most importantly I don’t want him to misunderstand me.

 

 

“Lucifer, I….its not what you think.” I stuttered but whom am I kidding?

 

Of course he knows what I’m thinking.

 

If only I can stop thinking about him.

 

But I can’t block my mind from thinking.

 

It is completely natural.

 

He squatted down in front of me and licked his lower lip.

 

Motioning me with his finger to come forward.

 

Like a bitch I swim near him.

 

He caress my cheek, down to my neck and slowly on my collarbone.

 

I inhaled sharply as his hand cupped up my breast.

 

I couldn’t think of any other thing but what was happening at the moment.

 

“Do you like it Calla? Do you like it when I caress your cheek softly down to your b**bs and s**k on your very hard nipple?” He asked and I gulped loudly.

 

The water became too hot for me.

 

I became so aroused with his words.

 

I’m always aroused around him but tonight it is awkwardly different, the pull became stronger than before.

 

He smirked and squeezed my breast hard causing me to gasp.

 

“Do you like it when I open your leg wide as it damped with your juice and play with your wet p**sy? My fingers moving in and out of your p**sy as you scream my name?”

 

“Lucifer….” I whispered.

 

This is pure torture.

 

His fingers was playing with my hard nipple and my eyes flew shut.

 

“Come out,” he commands and I found myself obeying his voice.

 

This isn’t right, is he manipulating me?

 

I got out of the swimming pool, my body drenched with water, and my hair wet.

 

He rake his eyes up and down my body and smirk.

 

“Does that p**sy wet for me?” He asked and i gulped before finding my voice.

 

“Don’t flatter yourself, I’m already drenched by the water,” I replies and crossed my hands around my chest lifting up my cleavage a little.

 

Two can play this game Lucifer.

 

I smirked when he raised his eyebrow and scoffed.

 

He read my mind!

 

I pushed me on the bench and prey my leg open.

 

“If I found out that you’re wet, your punishment will be massive Calla,” he whispered and bite softly on my ear.

 

I whimpers and close my eyes.

 

I wasn’t sure.

 

I’m not sure if wet or not but when he told me what he’ll do to my p**sy earlier I felt myself dripping.

 

I nodded and his finger brushed against my clothed clit.

 

I shivered and quickly compose myself.

 

I can’t be enjoying this, he is playing tricks on me again.

 

He brushed his finger against me again, this time harder and I whimpered.

 

I’m sire by now it will be very visible.

 

I am wet for him.

 

He slipped his finger on my clit and smirk before standing up.

 

“I told you that you’re wet for me,” he said and I scoffed.

 

“You bast…..you Lucifer, you cheated on me,” I accused quickly revoking my

 

formal choice of word.

 

Thank goodness I didn’t curse on him.

 

He tried to say something but his demeanor changed and he took a step back from me.

 

What is going on?

 

He turned around and walk inside the house.

 

What happened?

 

We were just fine some seconds ago, what changed?

 

I stood up from the bench and picked up my shirt from the ground, I wore it and chased after him.

 

I have to know what is going on.

 

He left me stranded earlier and now he is doing the exact same thing.

 

Why?

 

“Lucifer,” I called but he didn’t answer.

 

He continue working and sat down on the chair inside the dinning room.

 

“Bring me my dinner,” he said in a commanding voice.

 

 

“Lucifer,” I whispered and shook my head before turning around to do what he commanded me to do.

 

After dishing out his food I placed it in front of him and brought some strawberries and apples and a bottle of water and a bottle of wine.

 

“Lucifer,” I called but he ignored me.

 

“Lu…..”

 

“I’ve got to eat Calla,” he said, he was clearly irritated.

 

Did I do something wrong?

 

Tears threatened to slipped from my eyes.

 

I just…we were just fine.

 

He looked up at me and stood up walking closer to me.

 

I stood rooted in the spot staring into his eyes.

 

“Why? Why….are you treating….me like this?” I asked with a broken voice.

 

“Why do you have feelings for Lucifer the devil? What if I kill you or burn you? Or manipulate you and turn you into my puppet?” He asked staring me dead in the eyes.

 

T.b.c

 

 

 

Lucifer’s

 

Chef

 

(His wild desires)

 

©PROMISE DAVIS MAUREEN

 

(My soulmate)