Demi Imagines 2.0

Little Maid | Smut

You're at work...

It's a late night. You wanted to go to the costume party with Demi, but your work held you up.
You're finally finishing up—it's already eleven. You groan and lower your head onto your desk. Closing your eyes for a moment, you recollect yourself.
After a minute or two, you lift your head and reach for your phone. When you pick it up, you see you have a message from your girlfriend, Demi. Without paying much attention, you unlock your phone and open up your messages.
Your jaw nearly drops to the floor, and you actually half-throw your phone in surprise.
You scramble to catch it before taking a better look. She'd taken a picture in the mirror, lifting up her skirt and showing you her ass.
"Fuck," you breathe under your breath.
She'd sent you a message, too.

Can't wait for you to come home ;)

"Fuck," you repeat, grabbing your things and stuffing your phone in your pocket.
You practically run out of the building and rush home.

———

"Demi!" you call as soon as you burst through the door. You toss your bag aside and start up the stairs.
"I've been waiting for you," she responds from the bedroom.
You open the door, and she's lying on the bed, her legs crossed. She's still wearing her maid costume, but her hair is down. Her high heels are left on.
She looks so fucking good.
"You look good enough to eat," you comment, making her smirk.
"Want a taste?" she questions, and you nod fervently. "Come here," she tells you, curling her index finger and beckoning you forward.
You bite your lip and climb onto the bed. Pushing up her skirt, you grab her thighs as you lean forward to kiss her. She smiles against your lips as she slips her hands under your shirt. You pull away enough to tug it off.
You start kissing her again as your hands wander her body. You cup her breast from over her clothes, eliciting a moan from her.
"Baby?" she asks, and you pull away enough to look at her. Her eyes are darkened, and you bite your lip. "Want a little show? I'm already dressed up."
You smirk, "I'd like that."
She smiles mischievously and stands up. You sit back on the bed as she moves in front of you.
She looks to you and bites her lip as she turns to her side and lifts her skirt. You stare at her, mesmerized. How can she be so sexy?
She turns around until her back is facing you. She bends over slowly, and you feel your heart rate spike.
"Fuck," you whisper under your breath.
She straightens and turns back around before starting to pull off her dress. She unties the strings, letting the outfit fall to the floor.
She's left in her heels, fishnet stockings, and lacy black bra.
"Choke me with those thighs," you say, making her smirk.
"Oh I plan on it," she says, sliding her hands up her sides before cupping her breasts and letting out a moan.
You bite your lip. This is better than porn.
"Come here," she says, and you get up. "Take this off," she says, touching the fishnet stockings.
You feel your heart beat faster as you start pulling the stockings down her legs. Your fingertips brush her soft skin. She smells like vanilla and lavender.
She steps out of her heels, taking off her stockings as well.
"Kiss me," she orders, and you're not about to complain. You stand up straight before pressing your lips to hers. She tangles her hands in your hair as you reach behind her. You grab her ass and realize she's wearing a thong. You feel your arousal grow further.
You squeeze her ass, making her moan into your mouth. You move your hands up and unclasp her bra. She starts undoing your pants.
Clothes are discarded quickly. You're left in your underwear, and she's left in her thong.
"Show's not over," she says, smirking against your lips. She pushes you back lightly, and you fall back onto the bed.
You watch as she slowly spins around. She's so sexy.
She turns to her side before bending over. She arches her back, throwing back her hair as she straightens again.
The pressure between your legs builds as you watch her. She looks to you, meeting your eyes. She smirks.
She moves closer before climbing onto the bed on all fours.
She presses her lips to yours, and you arch your back, letting her unclasp your bra. She tosses it aside.
You move your hands to her thong, and she smirks against your lips.
"Take it off with your teeth," she whispers, and you feel yourself shiver.
She lies back on the bed, and you move over her. You take the waistband between your teeth before slowly pulling it down her legs. Her eyes darken further as she watches you.
She kicks off the thong, and you move between her legs again. You spread her thighs and dig your fingertips into her soft skin.
"Who made you this wet?" you ask, and she bites her lip.
"You," she breathes, and you don't waste any time.
You push your tongue inside her, making her cry out softly. You move your hands outside her thighs, and she squeezes your head gently.
She tastes so sweet. You moan against her and push your tongue deeper inside her.
"Fuck," she moans, arching her back. She tangles her hands in your hair, tugging on it slightly.
You hum against her as you continue pleasuring her.
Her skin is so soft and warm—it's the sexiest thing in the world.
"Oh my god," she breathes as you move your hand up to rub her clit. You could listen to her all day.
You moan against her as her thighs tighten on either side of your head. You wrap your arms around her thighs, pushing her knees toward her chest.
The new angle lets you push your tongue deeper inside her.
She moans and writhes in pleasure, making you shiver. You love that you can make her feel this good.
Within moments, she hits her climax with a scream. She arches her back, and her hands fist in your hair. You moan as you lap up her juices.
"Fuck," she breathes as you prolong her orgasm.
As she comes down from her high, you climb back up her body to kiss her. Letting her taste herself on you, you smirk against her lips.
"Your turn," she murmurs, her breaths coming in short puffs.
"Mmm I'd like that."

A/N
I have sinned
Kathiago pass the holy water