Chapter 119: What Makes You Think I Am Any Different From Your Husband?
Chapter 119: What Makes You Think I Am Any Different From Your Husband?
After a few minutes passed, Lucifer lifted his body up and stared at Jessica with a smile on his face. "Enjoying yourself?"
"Mmmmm... Yes... That was incredible..." Jessica replied as she took deep breaths to recover from the intense experience she just had. "It was the best sex I've ever had. Thank you, Lucifer."
"No need to thank me. I enjoyed it as well. You have no idea how happy it makes me when women like you express their desire for me like this." Lucifer chuckled.
Jessica smiled at Lucifer's response. "Does that mean you're willing to satisfy my desires again in the future?"
Lucifer didn't answer right away, causing Jessica to look at him worriedly.
"I'll think about it," Lucifer replied with a teasing grin after some time.
"No, don't think. Just do it. Don't deny me this pleasure, Lucifer." Jessica pleaded. "I've been living such an empty life for the past few years. I want to feel alive again. I want to feel loved again.
It doesn't matter if we just met tonight. It doesn't matter if we barely know each other. All that matters is the passion between us. The desire we share. Can you understand that, Lucifer? Can you see how much I want you?
How much do I want this?"
"I can," Lucifer answered as he leaned forward and placed his lips against Jessica's ear. He then whispered into it, "I can understand how difficult it may have been for a mature woman like you to suppress her desires. I can understand how frustrating it must have been to watch your husband go out with another woman while you had to stay at home and pretend everything was fine. But..." chapter-source-MvLeMpYr
"But?" Jessica repeated as she stared into Lucifer's eyes.
"But what makes you think I am any different from your husband? Didn't I also follow you here to indulge in pleasure? To enjoy the pleasures of the flesh? And if so, will you be able to accept me like that? Will you be able to accept me if I only come to you when I'm in the mood to enjoy your body?" Lucifer asked as he kissed Jessica's neck, tracing his lips along her soft skin.
Jessica felt her heart skip a beat upon hearing Lucifer's question. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to drown in the blissful sensations of his touch. The feeling of his lips against her skin and the warmth of his breath against her neck made her body tremble with excitement. However, even as her mind was clouded with pleasure, she tried to focus and think about Lucifer's words.
'Can I accept him like that?' Jessica thought to herself. 'Can I accept him for what he is? For what he does? He's no different from my husband. He just wants to fuck beautiful women whenever he wants. Will I be okay with that?
Will I be okay with being treated like a sex friend?'
Lucifer noticed Jessica's hesitation, so he stopped kissing her neck and pulled away from her. "Don't misunderstand me, Jessica. I don't mean to be rude. I just want to make sure you understand what you're getting yourself into. I don't want to hurt you. But if we do this, then I need you to accept me for who I am.
I need you to accept that I'm not going to change. I will continue having affairs with other women even if we continue seeing each other. Are you okay with that? Can you accept it?"
Jessica bit her lip as she stared at Lucifer. She thought about her situation. She was in her late thirties, and she had been married to Samuel Jones for almost fifteen years. However, despite being married to her for such a long time, all he did was treat her as a trophy wife to show off to his business associates.
And after being a simple housewife for so long, she couldn't just start a relationship with someone else and act like a faithful wife to them. She didn't want to be restricted by anything anymore.
'Love? Can I love someone again? After so many years of living a miserable life due to love, should I allow myself to fall into that trap once more? No. I don't need love anymore. Love has nothing to do with this.
This is about pleasure. It's about lust. It's about satisfying the urges that have been suppressed within me for so long. And if it can be satisfied by Lucifer, then I don't care anymore. I don't need to worry about anything else. I can accept Lucifer as he is and live my life free from any restraints.'
"Yes," Jessica answered with determination shining in her eyes. "I accept you, Lucifer. I accept everything about you. All I want is to feel passion again. Passion that my husband has never given me like you did. As long as you continue to make me feel good, then I don't care about anything else."
"Are you sure?" Lucifer asked one last time to make sure Jessica understood what she was saying. "You know, you can divorce your husband and find someone else to love if you wish. There are many men who would love to marry you. Men who will treat you better than Samuel ever did or I can. You don't have to settle for me just because you don't want to be tied down.
I just want you to be certain about this."
"I've never been so sure of anything in my life," Jessica replied as she pulled Lucifer towards her and kissed him on the lips. Their kiss lasted for several seconds before they broke away from each other. A thin strand of saliva still connected their lips, showing how much passion there was between them.
"Very well then; let's do it," Lucifer declared. "We shall continue to see each other in the future and satisfy each other's desires. However, you must promise me one thing."
"What?" Jessica asked with curiosity.