#Chapter61
/"Good reflexes, Jude/" I complimented with a tantalizing smile, while I kept my walking stick's silver handle just under his chin, only barely not touching his skin with it /"Be a good demon and have your shower... Daddy's busy/" I whispered the last part on his lips, enjoying the half impressed, half pissed-off expression that he wore for a second, before his eyes filled with that signature dark hunger, and he obliged, straightening up, but his gaze was set on me. I mentally scolded myself for making him stand up because now I couldn't smell his intoxicating scent, but I guess it's worth this expression, and the ability not to lose track of all my important thoughts, especially since he didn't even try to hide his ways anymore.
/"Can I help you out before I go? It seems like you need it/" he glanced down at the bulge on my pants, and I bit down on my lips, cursing out each overworking hormone in my body. Well... since he asked so nicely...