Page 47 of Hades’ Revenge

You have no idea how reckless I can be. I had spent years rebuilding what I had lost the night I fled this city. It took a split decision and one ten-hour plane ride to blow it all apart. Being close to her, touching her, tasting her would be worth every second of what was headed my way.

“I didn’t get a chance to tell you how handsome you look in your tux.” She tugged the shirt from my pants. “So sexy.”

“Then why are you taking my clothes off?”

“Because you’re sexier without them.”

“In that case…” I smirked as I slipped my shirt from my shoulders and tossed it on the floor. “Let me help you.” I unbuckled my belt. “Turn around.”

“Why?”

“Because I said so.” I spun her to face the large, floor-length mirror on the wall in front of us. “Remember when I said I came all this way to see you in this dress?”

“Yes.”

“I also came so I could take it off of you.” I glided my thumb down her back as I lowered her zipper. Kissing her shoulder, I shimmied the dress over her body and revealed her breasts to me in the mirror. Our gazes connected in the glass as my cock grew hard with desire.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her as I circled my finger around her nipple and grasped her hip in my other hand. She was just as captivated, watching my every action in the reflection.

“You’re perfect,” I murmured into her ear. “Did you think about me touching you while we were apart?”

She bit the corner of her lip and nodded.

“Show me.” I trailed my hand down her stomach, stopping at the edge of her white, lace panties. Wedging my knee between her thighs, I spread her legs. “Where did you think about me touching you?”

“Everywhere.”

“I said show me.”

“I don’t… How?”

“Like this.” I put her hands over mine. One on her breast and the other above her panties. “How do you imagine me touching you when we aren’t together?”

She glided my hand over her breast, circling my finger around her nipple. Her chest rose and fell at a rapid pace when she pinched my thumb and finger together, catching her nipple between them.

“What do you want me to do with my other hand?” I stretched my arm across her chest and touched her other breast, tracing her nipple with my finger and then pinching it like she showed me. “What do you do to my pussy when we’re not together?”

“I touch here.” She guided my hand inside her panties. “Put your fingers inside me and I’ll show you.”

“You’re such a dirty little girl.” I eased my fingers inside her wet, hot sex. “What now?”

She dropped her head against my shoulder, closed her eyes, and moved my wrist up and down. Her tempo was slow, complimenting her soft and breathy moans. I shifted my hips so she could feel what she had done to me.

“I want more.”

“You’re in charge, baby.” For now.

She forced my fingers deeper as she increased the speed of her rhythm, rocking her hips into my hand. Her legs quivered against my thighs as we worked together to pleasure her.

“Pull my hair.” Pushing my hand away from her nipple, she threaded it into her long, silky locks. “I’m so close.”

I tugged on her hair, forcing her head back so I could kiss her lips. She dropped her hand away from mine but still kept it in her panties. She clenched around my fingers, bearing down on them.

“I need you to let go,” I said.

“I… When we’re not together and I come, I don’t call you Hades.”

“What do you call me?” I released her hair and slid my hand to her throat, gripping it in my firm grasp. “Say it.”