Hell on Heels

"Jinx, Hurry up!" Heather whispered as I am under the steering wheel of the car. I flicked two wires together then the 1967 Yenko Camaro started up.

Fuck started.

It PURRED like a demon.

We jumped into the car and took off speeding down the street getting the fuck out of Hicksville.

Rewind for a moment.

Let me introduce myself.

I am Jinx Davis.

Jinx Lynn Davis.

Let's just say my school years haven't been pleasurable. Got into many fights because of some fuck head making fun of my name.

It funny though I was the opposite of a jinx. I have been everyone's lucky charm. Yeah, that is because I am fucking awesome.

I love being me.

I just turned eighteen and escaped from my damn foster family.

Assholes.

All my foster home drove me to who I am today. My parents didn't want me, and all the foster homes wanted nothing to do with my badass.

But that is what they get when they want to abuse me. I learned to fight back when I was almost raped at fifteen. I decided that I was no one punching bag from that day on.

There was only two people that I loved from the foster family and that was Heather who is the same age as me just a few months older.

Then there is Darrel, he was twenty – three and taught me what I know today.

The only thing he didn't allow me to get into was drugs where he watched his parents died from it. The only thing I was to touch was weed, cigarettes and alcohol.

I am a short shit. Five two and half to be exact. Yeah, Yeah, that half makes a huge different in my height. So, fuck off if you don't like it.

My long black hair hit the middle of my back then I blenched the tips and added dark red into it. It looked fucking awesome. I was thin with big tits and an ass which allowed me to have my ways with seducing men.

Ok truth bomb! I was a virgin.

Shhh... Don't say shit.

I wore the sexy rock kind of clothing. You know ripped skinny jeans, cut up Metallic tee- shirts, and I got to wear the fucking heels boots.

Fucking loves those boots.

I made sure to keep my make up light. That seems to work for the cops. I had an innocent look to my face. One cop said I had a face of an angel so there was no way that I was breaking the law.

LOSER.

I also make sure I worked out, so I was thin, but I had fucking muscles. No fatty tissues here. I had to make sure I can take down who I need to.

My blue eyes is what the men chasing me. I just haven't found anyone interesting to give up my virginity to, yet. The quest to find a man that is fucking man enough to stick their rod up my pussy is still on. Slay this purring kitty who ever you are.

If you haven't noticed that I have a smart mouth. I know I am a brat. I love it. I tell people off and make sure that I am in full attention. I just didn't realize who's attention I was perking but I was going to learn very quickly.

Maybe I should have gone to church more.

FUCK that.

You know that song by Hozier 'Take Me to Church' and they talked about the chick that laughed at a funeral. Oh, that is SO me. I am sick and I love it.

I will be that bitch sharping that knife to take a motherfucker out.

Okay, Okay. Enough about my ass. I know I am awesome, but I do have a story for you.

Truth to be told it was a love story but not your typical billionaire love story that save the love of their life. Fuck that. I don't need saving.

I needed someone that pushed my badass more. Push my buttons. Hate them so much that I love them.

If love is even real.

Disney fucking lied about true love.

I am not a fucking princess waiting for her white knight.

Okay, let's get back to my new ride with Heather.

"Fuck. That was close." Heather looked back as we drove down the road. I chuckled, "Come on, Heather. You know I love a thrill. Why bother if we aren't about to get caught." She shook her head, "Let's take this bad boy to Darrel." She patted the dashboard.

We got to the chop shop when Darrel opened the garage door as he whistle, "Fuck, Jinx. Look at this beauty." I pulled the car into the garage then got out of the car, "I did good."

He ran up to me and picked me up as he hugged me, "Jinx, Better than good. You did fantastic."

He placed me down then walked over to the fridge and pulled out three beers, "Time to celebrate you two's bounty." I took the bottle out of his hand and lift the glass to my lips as I took a sip of the bittersweet victory.

We sat at the bar as the other guy walked into the garage. "Fuck, Jinx.

He was tall as hell, six - one maybe. Maybe a little taller. He had the sexiest cat eyes. Gold of hazel. He definitely trying to pull off the Charlie Hunnam look with his five – clock shadow and the slick back dirty blonde hair that goes just behind the ear. Fuck the muscles he was definitely tone as fuck.

Okay my head keeps going to Sons of Anarchy with this guy. I just want to purr Charlie from my full lips. You know that motherfucker has a British accent. Go figure.

His face was stone with a chisel jawline that clenched. I bet he is finding me irresistible right now. "Did you just called me a dickhead." He snarled. Okay not irresistible. Annoying maybe.

I turned to him, "You weren't supposed to hear that." He hummed as he leaned down to me, "But I did hear it." I darted my eyes to look anywhere then those killer eyes as I whispered, "I have called people worse."

He tilted his head when his eye darted to the car then walked towards it, "Who do I reward for this baby?" He placed his hand on top of the hood when Darrel smirked at me, "That would be Jinx and Heather." The devil man narrowed his eyes at Darrel, "Jinx, that some type of joke, right?"

I cleared my throat trying not to make my voice squeak, "Jinx, over here." His eyes darted to me and Shit I looked into them. Fuck me and my panties are soaked. I walked to him and held my hand out for Lucifer to shake my hand, "Jinx Davis at your service."

And as on cue everyone was chuckling in by the bar as Lucifer's eyebrow shot up, "You. You stole this car." I hummed as I placed my finger up, "Out of a police impound lot." He shook his head as he groaned, "Fucking perfect."

He pushed my arm out of the way then walked to the office. Asshole. Can't give a woman credit when credit is due. If it were one of these fuck heads behind me, one they would gotten caught and two they don't have the balls like I do. It isn't like I had anything to prove. But damn.

Lucifer snarled from his office, "Darrel, get your ass in here, now."

I whispered to Darrel as he walked by me, "You have been summoned to hell to see the Devil." Darrel shook his head as he patted my shoulder before heading this the devil's lair office.

Come to think of it, where did the fuck did, he come from? No one heard him walk up at all. His expensive shoes definitely made noise into the office.

Now I am not saying that I believe in wizards and all that shit, but he must be one. Maybe he is really the devil. I cracked myself up right now. The devil. The real devil. Why would he want to associate with us humans? We beneath him.

But man, if the devil were a real man, he would look like Charlie Hannam that is sitting in the office right now. I think I just creamed myself.

Fuck, now I have to go upstairs and change my tongs.

I walked by the office with Heather when we took a quick peek into the office. Lucifer gave me a malevolent smug smirk as the back of Darrel's red hair is facing us. I blushed.

Fucked. I blushed.

I never blushed.

I wonder if he had tattoos. Which tomorrow I am getting one tomorrow. One of the mechanics does tattoos and is giving me one for my birthday. I think he just happy that he going to see my tit because of the location of the tattoo.

I did tell you I like pain right. I didn't, well. I do. Fucking love, it.

It going to be an angel turning into a demon right on my ribs. I am going to take a wild guess and say the whole garage will show up to watch this tattoo.

Heather and I got into the small apartment that is above the garage. I kicked off my shoes then plopped on the couch. Heather and Darrel lives here with me. We have four bedroom which makes the living room and kitchen smaller, but it works.

Heather opened the fridge as she tilted her head, "Left over Chinese?" I shook my head, "I wouldn't touch it unless you want to go the hospital. Actually, that can get toss."

She pulled it out and smelled then squint her face, "Who doesn't clean out what they don't eat?" I smirked as we both said, "Darrel."

As on cue, Darrel walked in with Lucifer. What the fuck? Can I get away from this guy tonight. Prince of Darkness has walked in looking like he should be on a motorcycle driving into the sunset.

Hmmm... I know how to drive a motorcycle thanks to Darrel. My next bounty. A bike. Not just any bike. This got to be a badass bike. Something that will send me a challenge.

"Lucifer is staying with us." Darrel announce to us. Of course, he is.

Where else would he stay?

Oh, wait Hell is a good place.

Go to Hell.

Lucifer smirked as he sat next to me. I hope this place is up to your standard your majesty. I crossed my arms as I kicked my feet up on the coffee table.

Darrel had Heather hand him three beers as she is still looking for food. I swear, If I have to get up and cook because none of these assholes don't know how to cook. I am going to karate chop someone.

Wax on; Wax off, motherfucker.

Darrel handed a beer to Lucifer then went to hand me one when Lucifer took it from his hand, "Is she even legal to drink?" I chuckled as I placed my fingertips on the glass right above his hands as I slowly slipped it out. Thank you for cold fridge and hot humidity weather, "You have us steal vehicles, why would you give a shit if I am drinking age?"

Darrel shook his head as Lucifer sat back with a grin on his face.

Dude.

Keep it up and I will wipe it off.

I do know Shitō-ryū motherfucker.

Maybe little too much Karate Kid and Teenage Mutant Turtles as a kid.

I shook my head as I got up and placed the beer on the table, "I am going to go get change."

I walked into the hallway then got into my workout gear. I like going into the back of the yard and work on my martial arts. It helps clear my mind.

I walked out into the living room placing my hair up in a ponytail as Lucifer lifted his eyebrow, "Where you heading to, Shorty?"

I mocked him with my face, "I like to workout after a good bounty. Allows me to sleep." He nodded as he looked up at Darrel when Darrel shrugged his shoulders.

I left the apartment and went into the backyard.

I do my bow and shit then stretched out my body. Good thing that Darrel wanted to make sure I had a safe place in the yard to work on my training. Keeps my mind sharp. He placed a whole work out area out for me since I am the only that uses it.

I placed my right foot on my left knee.

Inside the thigh people.

As I face north which is away from the garage. I bring my arms up as I take a deep breath then place them together. Palm to palm. On the exhale I bent my elbows bring my hands to my chest as I sense someone coming up behind me.

I have superpowers.

At least that is what I tell myself.

I swung my right foot around in a high kick when he caught it in midair.

Fuck.

It had to be him.

Lucifer.

He held my ankle as his eyes darted down my body. Take a picture you, perv.

He pushed my leg up more as I am almost into a split. Yes, I am flexible. He smirked as he tilted his head to me when he backed up when his hand left my ankle as he got into a stance.

FUCK ME.

Of course, he knows martial arts.

I placed my feet down as I bring my arms up. His hand turned as his palm is facing him when he bent his fingers then straightening them to tell me to come on.

Ready to meet your match, Mr. Devil.

Using my techniques, I do:

Mae-ashi geri: Forward leg, front kick.

Blocked

Gyaku (Uchi) Mawashi geri: Reverse direction (inside) roundhouse kick

Blocked again

Gyaku tsuki: Reverse hand punch.

Fuck a Duck. Blocked again.

Haishu uchi: Open back-hand strike.

He caught my wrist with his fingers when he pulled me towards him when he swiped my feet from under me.

I fell flat on my ass. He smirked then he started to walk away. I got up then ran to him when I slid on to the matt swiping his feet from under him. He fell on top of me.

Just my luck.

I looked into his devil eyes.

Did I just purr?

Lucifer tilted his head to me, "I am impress." I chuckled as I realize that my hands are on his bare skin.

Fucking jerk is shirtless.

Just great.

Oh, there is a tattoo. On his chest, The angel of death. Fucking love it.

"Well, I take my workout route serious." I tilted my head. He smirked as I patted his rock-hard chest, "So, how is hell?" His eyebrow lifted as I notice a wideness in his black of his eyes. I shook my head, "I am joking." I shrugged my shoulder, "I am a kidder. A bitch. Brat. But I get the job done."

He lifted up then helped me up off the ground. About fucking time. I thought he was going to start making out with me right there. Wait. Was he?

NO... He like close to thirty.

He handed me a water as he tilted his head, "How old are you?" I chuckled as I sat down on the bench, "Have anyone tell you that you never ask a girl her age? He tilted his head, "I bit of a rule breaker." I rolled my eyes as I sighed, "Eighteen." He nodded as I tilted my head, "And you." He thinks about it. Why does he have to think about? "Twenty – five." That might work. Wait. Ewww. No. Besides. I find him to be a prick.

Hmmm... Someone that can push these buttons. Fuck, I am purring again. I need to get my act together. I just met the man. I am not going to jump into his bed and give my virginity because he a walking popsicle stick.

A popsicle stick that would taste good against my taste buds. Fuck. I need to lose my virginity soon. I need to get my hormones into check.

He looked up to the garage when I lifted up, "Well, that was fun and all, but I need to hit the hay. Big day tomorrow."

He tilted his head, "I haven't giving any assignments out." I tilted my water bottle to him, "Nope you haven't but I do have an appointment with some ink and a needle."

He chuckled as I walked to the stairs as he sighed, "Jinx." I looked at him in awe. He remember my name. How sweet? "You did good today."

My eyes widened as he chuckled, "Don't take my kindness for weakness. I still remember how you call me a dickhead which there going to be consequences for."

Ooo...

I am shaking dude.

I nodded as I head it up into my room.

I slept like shit last night. I couldn't stop thinking about Lucifer and our little martial art bonding. More of the end our bonding time with him over me. I wonder how soft his hair is.

I placed my workout gear on. Now, my gear is a sports bra and yoga pants. Panties ride up my ass, so I ditch those. Today, I am doing more of mental work on to get me ready for my tattoo. My first tattoo.

I walked into the back yard when I found Lucifer already out there kicking ass. Fuck he is hot when he is working out. What in the devil's name?

Shit.

He caught me staring.

He cleared his throat which pulled me out of my trace, "Please tell you don't blank out when you are on the job." I shook my head, "I never blank out." He tilted his head as like am I sure about that.

I normal don't. Not until now. Not until I met the devil.

He held his hand out, "Need another take down." I chuckled mockingly as I walked over, "Not this morning. I am getting mental ready to go under the needle."

He smirked as he leaned to me as his lips was close to my ear. I can feel his warm breath hitting my skin. Shivers go away don't go down south. Fuck, I am fuck. They went down under. "Scare it will hurt."

I shook my head as I smirked, "Nope. I encourage pain." He tilted his head as his lips was right at my cheeks as I closed my eyes. I can smell him, and it smells so good, "Oh. Really."

I hummed as he backed away. Thank you devil. Now, go away. I can't do my mentation and my yoga with you standing there.

I am in doggy style when I heard a whistle. Fuck Drake. "Look at that ass." I lifted up as Lucifer is standing next to him as he got the biggest grin on his face. I turned to him with a hop, "You ready for me."

Drake chuckled as he smirked, "Ready to finally get an eye full of your tits in my face." I tilted my head side to side as Lucifer's face dropped. I pointed to my side, "Rib tatt." Lucifer shook his head as we walked into the garage when we got to our tattoo room. It hidden.

And of course, all the guys are there.

Well, my assholes.

Lucifer leaned against the door as Drake demanded me, "Strip." I swallowed hard as Lucifer tilted his head. I went paler than paler. Bad enough I was white as Casper but damn the blood has found away out of my body and I am looking for it to come back. I am calling it like I would call a dog 'come here bloody.'

Lucifer lifted his eyebrow. He doesn't think I will do it. I crossed my arms and smirked at him. Eat this Lucifer.

Like seriously, who names their child after the devil?

Not the time to ask questions Jinx. Besides whom am I kidding. My fuck heads of parents named me Jinx.

I grabbed my sport bra and lifted it over my head. Lucifer's eyes widened like this is the first time he seen tits. The rest of the guys in the room are drooling.

Fucking dogs.

They are just tits.

All woman have them.

Drake chuckled as he held out his hand for me to lay on the tattoo table. I laid down as I took a deep breath.

Drake took his tattoo gun as he started the motor, "I am not going say this won't hurt because I will be lying. This is going to hurt like a bitch."

I grinded my teeth together as I growl, "good."

He leaned the needle closer as he whispered, "Stay still or I will have my buddy Lucifer hold you down. Once I get started, I will not stop." Fuck. I am going to squirm just for Lucifer.

I nodded as Lucifer smirked at me as he took a sip of his beer. Where did he get that?

Hour into the tattoo my muscles are going into spasm. Drake sighed as I know he isn't a patient man. He looked up at Lucifer as he smirked, "I don't know how but hold her down." Fuck me.

Lucifer placed his fingertips on my arm as he slid it up softly. Who knew the devil with a soft side. Yeah, that was a mistake to think.

He lifted his knee on to the table as his hand went to my armpit. He pressed down hard. His fingers are long and think that they are digging into my breast tissue. He pulled his big hand up as he stretched me out as he looked at Darrel, "Get rope."

Rope?

Why rope?

No, don't do it Darrel.

Lucifer smirked as Darrel swirled the rope in his hand as he grinned, "You want to do the honor or would like me to do it." Lucifer looked down at me and gave me a devil smile then yank the rope out of Darrel hand.

Just fuck perfect.

The one guy in the whole room that has made me cream my pants without even touching me is going to tie me up.

He lifted off the table which I know that will be short live. He will be back there. I just know it.

He tied my wrists together as I thinking to myself what this reminds me of. Oh, Can I cue the train?

My arms are stretched out then he pulled it straight to the counter in front of him as he looked around. He found a hook that was there. A big fucking hook. He lined it up to see if it will do then test the hook.

I think he underestimating my strength. I am going to pull that hook out of the wall.

I think.

He tugged as my breast are force to bounce in my face as the doggies drool. Lucifer tilted his head as he snarled, "Everyone out except for Darrel and Drake."

Thank you, Mr. Devil.

Lucifer pulled a chair up next to the table out of Drake's working space when he slid his hand on to my breast. Talk about taking advantage when you can.

He smirked at me, "I see a muscle jump then my fingers will get closer to that perky nipple and I will show you pain." I swallowed hard.

He knows how to torture me.

FUCK ME.

Drake started his tattoo gun back up as he smirking away. I know what he doing. They are all smirking at me for this. I breathed slowly as the needle goes back into my skin. I had to pick a huge fucking tattoo that Drake wants to do in one seating.

I am out of my fucking mine.

I accidently moved my arm when Drake groaned. Lucifer fingers went to my nipple and placed it in between his fingertips. Why is this happening to me? I am usually the lucky one. Well, if you think about it. I am getting pretty lucky.

Wait, no.

His finger twisted and pulled at my nipple as I hissed when he leaned to my ear as he whispered, "Keep moving or my hand will go south." My eyes widened as he kept the pressure on my nipple as I felt the needle go back in. I held my breath for as long as I could as Lucifer leaned back down as he whispered, "Jinx, Kitten. Breath."

I think I just purred.

What am I?

A cat?

Oh, that right there is a pussy between my legs.

Lucifer smirked as I closed my eyes.

"Done." Drake said as Lucifer let go of my nipple then Drake cleaned the tattoo. Darrel titled his head, "Untie her now?" Lucifer chuckled, "Nope.

Let her lay here for a little longer."

Wait, What?

No don't please Darrel.

I swear they are all devils.

Darrel and Drake shrugged their shoulders and left the room. I heard the door shut.

At least they gave me that.

I was able to turn on to by back as I can't feel the blood going to my arms.

Lucifer got up from his chair then lifted up on to the table.

Told you he was going to be back on the table.

He lifted my legs as he settled between them as he smirked, "You remember me saying something

about you calling me dickhead."

I tilted my head as I looked down at him as I whispered, "No. You wouldn't."

Lucifer's hand went to each side of my head as he leaned over me. I could feel his bugle as he chuckled, "Yes, and I will."

He sat back as his fingers traveled down the middle of my body.

Stop it goosebumps.

He the devil in disguise.

His fingers stopped right at the hem of my pants. His fingers dragged against my skin along my hem. I hissed at him as I arched my back, "Why?" He chuckled as I can fell his bugle get harder, "Because this is what I do. This the reason why I am the boss."

I rolled my eyes as his hands went to my waist when he leaned forward, "Keep that up, Kitten." I snapped my eyes at him, "Keep what up?"

He tsked as he shook his head, "Your eyes. Keep rolling them." I breathed heavily as he leaned over me, he is inches from my lips. He leaned closer as his lips brushed against mine, "I am going to have fun punishing you." With that he got up and left the room. I lifted my head up as I swore, Fuck.

He is just leaving me here.

What if I have to go pee.

Asshole.

He is really the fucking Devil.

Hold on, back up.

Did he just say punish.