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“Nope, I was kind of hoping to, but the only woman I wanted seemed to disappear. So I somehow got into a drinking competition with a few politicians. Never do that, by the way, those men can hold their liquor.”
“Aww, are you hung over?” There’s that teasing tone, as she puts her hand on the side of my face, and I lean into her touch.
“Spend the day with me.”
“I have things to do.” She takes back her hand.
“No, you don’t. The party for this month is done, the planner is taking the day off, and you deserve one, too.”
She chews her bottom lip for a moment, considering it.
“Didn’t your mom’s will say she wanted you to discover who you are? What better way to do that than spend the day with the man you’re totally smitten with?”
Her eyes light up as the beautiful laughter rings out. “Smitten? Who says smitten?”
“Well, I thought ‘totally hot for’ was a little presumptuous.”
We both laugh, and I pull her out of her chair into my lap and kiss her cheek. “Spend the day with me?” I ask.
“Sure.” She smiles. “What did you want to do?”
“For now, let’s just sit here and enjoy our coffee and each other.” I pull her closer to me, settling in so I have one arm draped around her, the other holding my coffee cup, with my chin resting on her shoulder.
“I like this.” She relaxes into my hold. “Tell me something.”
“Like what?”
“Something about you. I know how the others found my mom, or how she found them. But how did you get mixed up in all of this? You didn’t grow up on the streets.”
“When I was young, my father left, and it broke my mother. She has always been… eccentric. But when he left, it developed into mental instability then illness. Yeah, I had money, but having all those thrown at me so young made me a little bit bitter. Actually, a lot bitter. When Perseus, Heph, and Eros started at my school, I think they saw my pain and anger and saw how badly I needed a family that could support me. They pulled me in.”
“So you were a lost boy, too, just in a different way.”
The way she looks at me makes me feel like she can see right through me. I set my coffee on the table, then pull her face down to mine, kissing her gently. Her lips are so soft, I deepen the kiss, half expecting her to back off. It’s one thing kissing at the coffee shop or in my car where we really aren’t alone, but here we aren’t being watched.
She pulls back, but only to put her coffee on the table, then she turns to face me more directly, running her fingers through my hair. I let out a groan. Something so simple, but feels so good, sending shivers down my spine. Tightening her fingers in my hair, she pulls me toward her and kisses me. Her kiss is demanding, almost feverish, and I happily let her take the lead. When she turns to straddle me, her thighs on either side of mine, her skirt rises. I grab her tight ass and pull her down on my cock tenting my pants. She grinds against me, the only thing better than her heat and my cock is her thin panties and my jeans.
I can feel the warmth from her pussy through my jeans, and I need her, but I don’t want to push her too hard, too fast. I move my hands under her skirt but just resting on her thighs, my thumbs stroking the delicate flesh on her inner thighs getting closer to her core with each pass.
She breaks the kiss and throws her head back with a moan as she grinds against me. As if by invitation, I kiss her cleavage.
Athena laces her fingers in my hair again, this time gripping tight and pulling my mouth away from her chest long enough for her to pull down her top a little more and stretch the neck over one of her breasts, pulling the bra aside to expose that perfect pink nipple to the air. The second she loosens her grip on my hair, my mouth is around that pale pink nipple, licking and sucking and even biting a little, loving the way it puckers between my lips as she gasps, and her hips start grinding into me harder.
I take back a little of the control and pull her shirt down more, needing to get my mouth on her other tit while I squeeze and pinch the first.
“Fuck, Paris,” she gasps, and I love the sound of my name on her lips.
With one hand massaging her breast, I slide the other down her back, then between us, cupping her pussy. She has soaked through her panties, and I need to feel this hot, dripping cunt on me.
