The Demon King of Lust

Chapter 47

Three Months Later

"Are you girls ready yet?" Kieran calls from the other side of Zahra's bedroom door.

"Not quite!" Zahra says as she pins my wig in place.

"What do you think?" I say, looking at myself in the mirror. The brown bob is not my usual look, but I like it.

"You still haven't told me what the big secret is about you going as-"

"Shhh!" I interrupt. "Don't say it! He might hear you!"

"There's no way he can hear me from downstairs."

"That's what you think."

We're going to a Halloween party and I've decided to make my costume a surprise for Kieran.

I grab the black glasses to complete my outfit and do a spin in the mirror.

"You look like... hot, Sam," she says. "I don't know how you do it, but on you, this is like... hot hot."

I agree. This orange turtleneck is tight in all the right places and the red mini skirt I got is the definition of mini. I paired the orange knee-high socks with a pair of red Mary Jane heels that are relatively short, but the whole look has a 'naughty schoolgirl' vibe that I have to admit looks damn good on me.

"You think he's gonna like it?"

"Girl," she says with a raised brow, "there's no way in hell you're making it to the party."

I laugh and shake my head.

"Okay," I say heading to the door. "Here goes nothing."

I walk downstairs and into the living room where Kieran and Omar are waiting on the couch. When Kieran sees me, his jaw goes slack and his eyes glide up and down my body. It takes me a moment to realize what he's wearing: a loose green T-shirt and tan corduroy bellbottoms.

I'm dressed as Velma... and he's dressed as Shaggy.

I laugh as he walks toward me.

"Did you know?" I ask.

"Know what?" he asks, resting his hands on my hips and staring at my body.

"Did you know what my costume was?"

"Nope." He looks into my eyes and chuckles. "Great minds think alike, I guess."

He licks his lips and runs his hands up and down my sides.

"You guys ready?" Zahra says as she walks in.

"Actually, you guys go without us," Kieran, says tugging my arm toward the stairs. "We're gonna be a little late."

I giggle as he speeds up the stairs, dragging me behind. When we make it to my bedroom, Kieran pushes me up against the wall and slams the door behind us. His lips slam against mine and his hands roam from my waist to my breasts.

I guess he wasn't kidding about liking turtlenecks.

He rips away from our kiss with a low growl.

"I can't fucking take it," he says.

Before I can ask what he means by that, he's on his knees with his head under my skirt. He tugs my panties aside and runs his tongue along my center and my mind goes blank. Every ounce of focus I have is pulled to the sensation of his mouth against me.

I moan and my nails dig into the wall, desperate for something to grab onto to help keep me upright.

I can't tell one sensation from the other, but between his fingers and his tongue and his lips I find myself approaching orgasm in record time. My thighs shake and I scream out as I reach my peak. My legs nearly fold beneath me, but Kieran grabs my hips and pins them to the wall.