[demon] Ada

You can feel your professionalism slipping through your fingers with each passing second you spend in the female demon's presence.

The fragrance of her perfume fills your senses when Ada comes closer, sitting down on the armrest of the sofa. She leans against your side while gently holding your arm and caressing your skin with her freshly painted nails. The teasing touch sends shivers through your body.

"Your pictures don't give you enough justice," she says. "You are much prettier in real life."

Your voice gets stuck in your throat. "Oh?"

The woman hums, leaning closer. "I follow you on Instagram." Her plump lips ghost over the curve of your neck. "You are the sweetest in your colorful summer dresses."

"Thanks," you croak out, almost sounding like a question. Heat burns under your skin while your heart pounds in your chest.

"I hoped you would wear one of them today."

"I'm sorry?"

"It's fine," she chuckles, looking over your form shamelessly. You wear a white blouse with a dark blue skirt that reaches your knees and matches your high heels.

Standing up from the armrest, Ada moves in front of you. You feel cold without her firm body pressing against your side.

You watch her, mesmerized and breathless. "What are you doing?"

A slow grin pulls on her vivid red lips as she slips onto her knees. Your thighs clench at the sight of the woman.

Ironically, there is something ethereal about her. Perhaps it's the smoothness of her light pink skin or the gentle curls of her dark hair framing her horns, which are a few shades darker and gracefully trace the curve of her head. You can't be sure since there is so much you can admire about her. Your heart skips a beat as your eyes follow the straight slope of her nose and the firm curve of her full lips.

"Something I wanted to do since we met in college."

You can feel the warmth of her palms even through the thin fabric of your skirt as she rests them on your knees. Your muscles tense for a second when the beautiful demon pushes them apart while your mind struggles with keeping up with the woman. Her hands trail up on your legs, pushing your clothes up with the slow but confident motion.

Ada looks up at you with amusement in her eyes. "Did you know I liked you back then?"

You shake your head. You had no idea. The demon wasn't a mean girl by any means, but she was always... unreachable. Sometimes, you weren't even sure if she knew about your existence even though you spoke several times.

"I'm surprised," she chuckles.

By now, your thighs are bare under her caressing hands. Her thumbs move between your legs in slow circles, getting closer and closer to your panty-clad pussy.

"Why?" You ask. You sank deeper into the sofa without your noticing. You melt under her touch.

"All my friends knew about my crush on you."

You want to slap yourself across the face when the only reply you can force out of your mouth is an 'oh' and Ada laughs again, slipping her long, manicured finger under the damp fabric of your panties to pull it away.

"It's fine, though," she says. "I mean, this is my chance to make up for the lost time."

Your mind is blank as you try and fail to process everything. Your whole body is on edge with anticipation. There is a heavy knot in your belly, keeping you on the sofa, compliant and easy under Ada's attention.

"And it's definitely worth the wait," she grins, letting the tip of her thumb brush over your clit for a second. Just enough to take your breath away and send shivers down your spine.

"Really?" You gasp out, holding onto the leather of the sofa. Your nails dig into it, and you only hope you don't damage the fabric.

She hums, leaning closer. Her shoulders spread your legs apart even more.

When you woke up and got ready to do an interview with your old classmate about her successful company, you didn't think you would end up like this. Half-naked and wet in her office while she feasts on the sight of you.

"So pretty," she says, letting her finger slide over your wet slit once again, parting your lips in the process to get a better view of your soft, glistening center. "And smells so good."

Your mouth opens to say something, but before you can form words, the demon grabs the flesh of your thighs to tug you to the edge of the seat.

"Hold them for me," she says, holding up your legs until you reach behind your knees to do as she says.

Heat and embarrassment flood your whole body in the new, vulnerable position.

"Good," she hums, reaching under you with one hand to grope your bottom while her other hand keeps your panties out of the way.

You watch Ada transfixed as she leans down and licks your pussy with one long swipe. Her eyes are on you the whole time, staring at your unfocused eyes, open lips, and heaving chest. The demon's mouth moves up to your clit, flicking it with her tongue before sucking the sensitive bud into her mouth. Her cheeks hollow, and your back arches. Your legs almost slip out of your hold as your toes curl with pleasure.

"Ada." Her name escapes your lips as a moan, and she hums, satisfied.

"You taste so good," she says. Her lips and chin shine because of your wetness. "I imagined being between your legs so many times since you called to get an appointment with me."

"Really?" You gasp out, her thumb works on your clit, not giving you any break even while she talks.

You called her because of the interview a week ago.

"Really," she replies. "I was so angry when I couldn't find a date sooner to meet you."

"It's fine," you gasp. Your hips grind up against her hand. Her fingers are soaked with your juices by now.

The female chuckles. "It is now."

She winks at you before lowering her face down back to your pussy, opening your lips to feast and slurp on you. Her finger doesn't stop on your clit while your climax builds inside you with each passing second.

"I'm almost there," you groan, closing your eyes.

Ada hums. The vibration of her reply rolls through your body in thick weaves. You moan and gush around her tongue that slipped inside your aching hole while you were busy chasing your pleasure under her caress.

Ada's tongue fucks your pussy while teasing your clit and making you see stars under your closed eyelids. Your orgasm ripples and trembles through you while your muscles jerk and twitch, and your nails dig into your own skin at the curve of your knees.

For long seconds, the world stops existing while you sag into the sofa, and the woman still between your legs cleans you up with long swipes. Every touch and lick of her tongue on your sensitive flesh makes you twitch and shake.

When you lift your head to look at her, she grins at you hungrily. "We can start the interview now."