Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 65210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
“Move back on the table, Bunny. Enough that you can spread your thighs and brace the heels of your feet on the edge.” The inclination of his voice was as if he were talking about the weather, not asking me to bare my pussy to him as if I were an art exhibit.
I flattened my hands on the table and pushed myself back enough so I could put the heels of my feet on the edge, just like he’d ordered.
I focused on the detailing of the trim that ran around the ceiling, then moved my gaze along the light fixture directly above me.
“Open wider for me. Let Daddy get a good look.”
I did what Hades wanted, spreading my thighs so my pussy was on full display, so my lips parted and the cool air brushed along them.
And as the seconds felt like they turned to minutes and Hades didn’t speak, didn’t touch me, I finally tore my gaze from above to chance a look at him.
He hadn’t moved, his body still relaxed in his chair, his coffee mug in hand as he stared at my pussy and drank.
My pulse was throbbing in my clit, and I’d long since grown numb to the fact there was a steady stream of my juices sliding down my pussy and the crack of my ass.
The linen tablecloth beneath me was damp because of it.
“Are you going to touch me or just look?”
“Just look, baby. Just. Fucking. Look.” He slowly lifted his gaze from between my legs to look at my face. “You have the prettiest fucking pussy I’ve ever seen. A damn work of art. Let me enjoy basking in the fact no other man will ever see it but me.”
And so he did just that, and the longer he stared at me, the more turned on I got.
“You’re making such a mess. The tablecloth is soaked.”
I started biting my lip, wanting to have just a stream of his warm breath along my clit. That alone would surely get me off.
My nipples hurt and were hard and tight because all I could imagine was having Hades lean forward and suck on them.
He rose from the chair and just stood there for a moment, looking down at me. I allowed myself to take in his huge, imposing form, and across his wide shoulders and broad chest that blocked out everything behind him. I continued staring along his narrow waist and the muscles I could see clearly defined under the expensive material of his white shirt.
And when my gaze landed on the massive erection he sported, I couldn’t hold in my moan.
I was attracted to him in the most primal way a woman could be toward a man.
I’d had Hades, yet I felt so starved, like he hadn’t fucked me multiple times already.
“Lean all the way back, elbows on the table.”
I instantly obeyed, and he was kneeling between my legs, hands on my inner thighs as he kept me open.
“Ask me to suck your clit until you come.”
“Please, Hades. Please suck my clit until I come.”
He blew that warm stream of air along my pussy, and I let my head fall back as I moaned.
“Ask me the way I want to hear it.” He spanked my clit, and I cried out. I didn’t care how loud I was, and if the staff could hear. I wanted to get off so badly I’d do anything he wanted.
“I want Daddy to suck on my clit and make me come.”
His grunt was primal and feral, and when he sucked that bundle into his mouth, I moaned so loud my ears rang.
I was right on the precipice of getting off when I felt the coldness of the blade skate down my inner thigh. I’d been in such a hazy cloud of arousal that I didn’t even remember setting it down.
My eyes flew open, and I watched as Hades moved the knife down my leg to my ankle, and back up until he pressed the sharp tip to that soft junction where my pussy and thigh met.
My mouth dropped open, and he sucked harder. It was when he added pressure to the blade, cut my skin, that I tumbled over the edge. And it was the sight of that little bead of red dripping along my alabaster skin that had me flying higher than I’d ever been.
And the entire time, it was Hades’ praise and his worship of my body that kept me in euphoria.
Chapter 25
Persephone
At first, I didn’t know what startled me awake. But then I heard the harsh groan come from Hades and turned my head to see him supine, a frown furrowed across his darkly handsome face.
“Hades?” I whispered his name and shifted my body so I was facing him now.
I was about to reach over and gently wake him, when he suddenly shouted out harshly. I snatched my hand back on instinct, mindful he was clearly lost in a nightmare.