A Musebox

Claudia tries to do just that, but the image he sends has her reacting before she could even realize, moaning around him as her hips twitch with the strain not to move, not to scream in pleasure as she nearly comes just from that damned knot against her damp folds. She wants to be his in any way he can take her, greedy for the pleasure only he and Lucifer can give her. His orders keep her from reaching full orgasm on her own, hedge her in on so many levels, and yet she's never felt more wanted.