Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
But instead, she wanted to manage a hotel.
I respected her for it.
She sat up and tucked her hair behind her ear, the rest falling across my chest as she moved. “Thanks for tonight…” She rose to her feet and fetched her clothes. Her bra had landed on the back of the chair, hanging by a single hook.
I stared at her ass as she walked away, mesmerized by the subtle shake back and forth. Her movements were primal, and she turned me into an animal just by watching her. I wanted to pin her to the ground and claim her as mine.
She started to get dressed, keeping her back turned to me. She clasped her bra around her waist, and she pulled her black dress over her perfect body. Watching her put her clothes on was somehow just as sexy as when she took them off.
The other women I’d been with were all the same. They were attracted to my wealth, my power. They got off on the way I bossed everyone around. They even got off on the times I murdered my enemies. Once, I shot a man right between the eyes, and a woman sucked my dick immediately afterward. And they always wanted more…something I couldn’t give. Flings didn’t last long because they blossomed into conversations about the future. That was why I hardly ever saw the same woman twice.
But Sofia seemed to want nothing to do with me.
Maybe it was because our worlds were intertwined and it wasn’t professional. But I suspected she had stronger reasons for crossing me off her list. Her mind and body were at war with each other. When her body was being satisfied, she ignored all the logic her brain tried to give her. She liked fucking in a hotel room because it was so meaningless—like it was an affair.
I got out of bed and pulled on my boxers. Her back was turned to me, so I approached her slowly, my eyes examining the nape of her neck. Her hair was pulled over one shoulder, and she bent down to slip her heels on.
When she stood upright, my arms circled her waist, and I pulled her close to me, my lips immediately tasting the delicate skin of her neck.
She immediately turned her face away, exposing herself to a deeper kiss.
My lips sucked that perfectly fair skin, making it flush the color of a pink rose petal. My arms tightened on her flat stomach, and I pulled her deep into me, my hands caressing her tits through her bra.
She didn’t fight back. She let me have her…all of her.
I kissed her neck then rested my lips against her ear. “Sofia, you’re an amazing woman.”
She backed her ass into me, rubbing against my hard-on through the cotton. “No, Hades. You’re the one who’s amazing…”
I closed my eyes as I squeezed her a little tighter, so hard I was going to rip through my boxers so I could get to that pussy. I’d just fucked this woman plenty of times, but now I bent her over the table and yanked her dress up over her ass.
She gripped the edge of the table and deepened the arch in her back, popping her ass up because she wanted it, because her pussy was still wet even though she’d had enough orgasms to last a week.
I rolled the condom onto my dick and slid inside her, listening to her breathe deeper as she took every inch.
Her hand moved to the back of my neck, and she positioned our faces so we could see each other, see the mutual look of desire we both possessed. “Fuck me, Hades. Fuck me hard.”
Jesus. “Yes, baby.”
6
Sofia
I walked through the front door at one in the morning.
I locked the fourteen-foot double doors behind me and stepped into the grand entryway of my family home. With the thick walls and the structure surrounding our estate, it was easy to forget the city was right outside. All the noise from cars and passersby diminished once I was on the property—making me feel alone.
I began the long journey up the stairs, my feet dragging because I was exhausted from working all morning and all afternoon…and then fucking like crazy at night. Did I have any regrets? Hell no. But I was fucking tired.
My eyes were downcast, and I didn’t notice my mother standing at the top of the stairs. In her loose nightgown with her hair pinned back and a green mask on her face, she looked like a demon.
Startled, I took a few steps back. “Shit. Don’t creep up on people like that, Ma.”
“I’m not creeping. I’ve been standing here the whole time, watching you do your walk of shame up the stairs.”
I shouldered my purse and sighed, not wanting to conjure some false explanation for my whereabouts. My hair was messy despite my attempt to straighten it, and my lips were swollen because Hades couldn’t stop kissing me. When my lips were exhausted, he moved elsewhere, making my nipples raw. “It’s late. You should go to sleep.”