He removed his finger and helped her sit up.She had no words for the amazing experience she’d just had.When she looked down, she saw his thick cock leaking fluid.She glanced at him.
“Suck my cock.”
He grasped his shaft, lightly pumping up and down.His dark eyes glittered as he waited for her mouth.Getting to her knees, she ran her tongue up his hard length, licking all the way up to lap up the pre-cum, then wrapped her mouth around the head of his cock and went down it.Hades slid his fingers into her hair to guide her.And just like her ass, he controlled the thrust.Shallow at first, more and more until Cora had to relax her muscles so she wouldn’t gag.Her nose met the hair at the base of his cock, buried so deeply in her mouth that she couldn’t breathe.Tears leaked from her eyes as her throat closed tightly on the tip of his cock.Then he moved her back, over and over as he fucked her mouth.Sucking and swallowing even when her gag reflex was triggered.
“Good girl,” he said.
He pulled her off, and she knew her face had to be a mess.Regardless of that, he guided her around and pushed her over until her chest lay on the cushions.She heard the tear of a foil packet a moment before he gripped her hip and guided his cockhead to her entrance.Hades shoved his cock into her pussy.No gentle easing.No warning.It was a fast-pounding rhythm as he grunted behind her.Surprisingly, another orgasm built quickly, and she came with a sharp cry, her body shaking even as he barreled through it, pumping harder and deeper into her clenching pussy until he followed her over the cliff.Collapsing his weight over her, his harsh breathing was the only sound in the room.After a few moments, he moved off her.She lay limp on the cushions as he left.There were a few noises, then he came back and lifted her up into his arms, carrying her bridal-style into the bedroom.
****
He woke her up in themiddle of the night.
“I want to take your ass,” he whispered in the darkness.
She couldn’t say no.Didn’t want to.If she was to have only one night with him, she wanted memories that would linger for years.A little voice told her he’d already ruined her for any other man, but that was a problem for future her.
Cool lube dripped down her crack and he spread it around her back hole before breaching the tight ring.He was careful and took his time to stretch her out.Cora knew the mechanics, knew what he was doing, and she was grateful he was a considerate lover.He might be a ruthless kingpin, but he had a tender touch.
The sound of a condom foil unwrapping was loud in the darkness.More lube added as he eased forward.It was a natural reaction to stiffen when he pushed to breach her.
“Relax,” he gently ordered.“Breathe in and as you exhale, relax your muscles.Accept it rather than fight it.”
She did as he instructed and slowly, very slowly, her muscles released their rigidity.Once he eased past the tight barrier, the pain transformed.Hades pushed deeper until finally he was seated all the way inside, and he gripped her hips in order to meet his thrusts.Time lost all meaning as she floated on the precipice.Teetering on something so monumental she wondered if it would change her life forever.
He reached around to rub her clit, and the pleasure offset the uncomfortable pinch.Then she was soaring.It was too much to hold back, and she screamed as she flew apart.Piece by piece, she disintegrated into pure bliss.
She wasn’t even aware of him finding his own fulfillment.He slumped over her back, his chest heaved as he let the orgasm wash through them.For one brief moment, in one heartbeat to the next, she felt alive.Then he pulled out of her, and that euphoria collapsed like a house of cards.
Cora waited until he fell asleep, until his breathing was deep and slow before rising to dress.This had been an unexpected yet incredible evening, but it was time to close this chapter in the story of her life.Giving him one last, lingering look, she mentally wished him goodbye.In the elevator, she brought up a rideshare and it was waiting outside when she left the high-rise.
Chapter Seven
Hades watched the securityfeed as the asshole who had put his hands on Cora ground his, no doubt, tiny dick into his dance partner.Only an inferior man like Steven Harold would resort to brutality against women.His palms itched with the desire to wring the man’s neck, taking great pleasure watching the life leave his beady little eyes.
Was Cora telling the truth?Did she really not care if Steven fucking Harold ended up dead?She would know he was the reason, but would she really feel no guilt?In his world, women were cunning, ambitious, and could be insatiably cruel.She hadn’t asked him to kill Harold.Instead, she did something far worse.She gave him permission because out of the two evils, Hades was the lesser.Knowing that, he was afraid she’d be disappointed in him.
