chapter 20

                                    

                                          
                       🍒DEVA🍒
  My mind nearly exploded; I am not sure how I had the courage to kiss him, but I simply felt like I needed to.
My only option was to apologize, but what surprised me the most was that he kissed me back. It is not even a peck, but rather a longer one. 
My very first kiss, ahh.
His lips were so soft and warm, and the way he sucked my lips made me desire nothing more than those lips. I did not have the courage to kiss him back. Instead, because I was terrified, I stood with our mouths still on each other.
Lucifer stepped back from the kiss and looked at me.
"Kiss me back," he murmured.
  My pulse raced as I stood there looking into his eyes. The world around us appeared to slip away, leaving only the two of us in that moment. I could feel the warmth of his breath against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
With every passing second, the desire between us grew stronger. I could see the longing in his eyes, mirroring my own. We leaned forward slowly, our bodies brought together by an invisible force. The air crackled with electricity, heightening the intensity of the moment.
And then, our lips finally met. It was as if a spark inside of me caught fire. Our kiss began softly and soon escalated, driven by a combination of need and passion. As our mouths worked in unison, we tasted, explored, and savored the essence of one other.
Time became irrelevant as we lost ourselves in the intoxicating dance of our tongues. My body was filled with waves of pleasure with every touch and soft caress. It was a language of sexual sensations that we expressed with our lips, communicating our most intense emotions and wants.
I could not help but smile when we eventually withdrew, our breaths blending, but he instantly scowled.
"Let us go," he says as he moves in the direction of the car. I knew right away that kissing him would not be a good idea. Now he will just give me the cold shoulder. 
I attempted to talk to him about a few things during the strange and silent journey back to the hotel, but he just seemed to brush it off and act as like I was not saying anything at all.
When we got to the hotel, the first thing I did was take a cold bath. I needed to clear my head and go over what happened today. We kissed right where people were and did not give a damn. I did not even realize it. I had no idea that kissing would feel that amazing. 
I had not kissed anyone before, but it appeared like Lucifer was a wonderful kisser, but why was he giving me the cold shoulders? I was desperate to speak with him. 
I will talk to him about it all, whether he likes it or not. I changed into my nightgown and went to his room. 
I entered slowly after carefully opening his door.
"Lucifer, I came to..." my eyes widened when I saw he mushing on another lady. He was inserting something inside her while she lay on the bed, nude. 
I know I was dumb but it's seems that they were having a sexual intercourse.
"I am so sorry," I apologized as I rushed out of his room.
I almost felt my heart bleed. Why was he with another lady? I thought...I thought....No, he does not have anything with me. I mean, all we did was kiss. Nothing more. 
I hugged my legs and sat on my bed, tears streaming down my cheeks.
Why am I in tears? Am I starting to like him?