[Buying her things would be his absolute delight, as long as she let him. Linda might make mention about him feeling the need to prove he could provide for her, but he'd laugh it off because he's the Devil and doesn't need to prove anything.
Except with her, it seemed he did. Her mouth was on his, his teeth digging into soft lips as he nipped at her, tongue sliding over hers while he ground his hips down on the next thrust, stirring himself in her and feeling that wet glide around the velvet heat of her body.]
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Except with her, it seemed he did. Her mouth was on his, his teeth digging into soft lips as he nipped at her, tongue sliding over hers while he ground his hips down on the next thrust, stirring himself in her and feeling that wet glide around the velvet heat of her body.]