Vergil sighed, frustrated. He really couldn't resist Paimon, and she knew it. He slid his hand to her backside, intending to lead her somewhere more private, but she slapped his hand away.
"Not so fast, my dear. I want to stay right here," she said with a mischievous smile. She turned and climbed onto the sofa, stretching out like a lazy cat. "Come here and show me how much you like me."
He gave a crooked smile. "You're a cheeky devil, aren't you?"
"And you like it," she laughed. "Now come and fuck me right here, in front of the window. I want everyone to know how much you want me."
Vergil shook his head. But he couldn't resist her. He leaned in to kiss her, and she returned the kiss with the same fervor.
Her hands roamed over his body, caressing his chest, his stomach, his hard penis inside his pants. She gave it a squeeze, and he groaned into the kiss.
