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Nothing outside the two of us mattered. We were just a man and a woman, two bodies that belonged together. My fingers automatically unzipped the back of my dress as I watched him, mesmerized by the hot look in his eyes. I let the fabric fall to the floor and dropped the bra with it. Then my thong was pushed over my ass so it could join the pile.
His eyes combed me over, his dick hardening just a little more at the sight of me.
I slowly walked toward him, feeling my heart race like I feared for my life. My bare feet hit the soft rug on the floor, and I slowly sauntered to him, feeling like the sexiest thing in the world when he looked at me like that.
I walked up to him, and without taking another breath, my fingers dug into his hair and I kissed him. My body balanced on my tiptoes so I could bring our bodies closer together, and I kissed him like I loved him, not despised him.
His hand cupped my cheek then snaked into my hair, fisting it so he could control me, so he could deepen the kiss or pin me down. His other arm wrapped around my waist, the metal of his watch digging into my skin.
The kiss was so good, I didn’t mind it.
I breathed into his mouth as my fingers explored him, as I felt the muscles of his body, felt his strength at my fingertips. His skin was so warm, burning from the heat of his muscles.
My fingers returned to his hair, and I pulled him closer, getting so lost in him that I forgot what day it was…what year it was. The connection I felt with this man made me forget reality, made me forget who I was.
Because all I could think about was us.
He guided me to the bed, his hand grabbing my ass as he lifted me then laid me down.
His bed was so comfortable, much better than the hard mattress at the hotel. The sheets were soft like satin, and my body immediately dipped under his weight. I sank deep underneath him, conquered by this man who professed to be a king.
He rolled a condom on then fucked me.
My knees were pushed to my chest, and his face hung above mine as he ground his hips into me. His hands were balled into fists as he held himself on top of me. His muscled ass clenched tightly as he shoved himself inside me, pressing me farther into the mattress with every thrust.
I breathed against his mouth and moaned, my toes already curling in ecstasy. This was exactly what I wanted when I woke up that morning. This was exactly the sex I craved. I wanted him to do all the work, to give it to me good and slow so I could enjoy it while our mouths moved together.
His lips slid to my neck and he kissed me softly, still fucking me with perfect precision. His mouth slowly moved up to my ear, and he whispered through his heavy breathing, “You’re fucking beautiful.”
My fingers dug into his hair, sliding through the sweat that dripped down his neck to his back. “God…”
He rested his forehead against mine and kept rocking, this time gluing his eyes to mine. With every thrust, he gave me all of him, gave me every single inch so I could feel just how hard he was. “This pussy… Jesus.”
I held on to him tighter, feeling my legs open as he hit the perfect spot. Every time we hooked up, I went home later and later. We seemed to crave each other more, not less. Our passion turned into something combustible. We couldn’t stop. Not for anything, not for anyone. We were both addicted. “Don’t stop…don’t ever stop.”
7
Hades
Shirtless and barefoot, I sat on the patio with my cup of black coffee on the table in front of me. It was ten in the morning, four hours later than I usually woke up. My hand dragged down my face as I tried to wake up, to get my brain to function normally.
I didn’t take Sofia home until three.
I tried to get her to stay—but she refused.
I had so much shit to do today, but I blew it all off.
This woman was destroying me.
My phone rang, and Damien’s name appeared on the screen.
I declined his call. I already knew how that conversation was going to go.
Don’t ignore me, asshole. His text message popped up instantly.
I turned the phone over altogether.
A few minutes later, my bedroom door opened, and Damien walked inside, looking stealthy in his black Armani suit. He looked through the open doors to my patio, his eyebrows furrowed like he wanted to pull a gun out and shoot me. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
