Page 85 of Hades

The disappointment in her voice kills me.

“I want to lie and say you’re good at everything, but honey, baby, my princess, I can’t lie to you. The sounds you are making would make even the toughest spy crack. Please, save me and throw the fucking thing out.”

She sighs, dropping it to the table. “I wasn’t really feeling it anyway. I always wanted to try, though.”

That’s her new thing. Working down her “one day” list. A list of things she always said she would do one day. So far she has tried knitting, online poker, audiobook recording, and transcribing.

She hasn’t enjoyed any of it.

She won’t. Not when being a doctor is her calling. All of this is just to entertain herself until she can get back.

“How about we take a break for the day, and I show you what else we can do to take your mind off things?”

She smiles. “Oh yeah? Like what?”

I pick her up, making her giggle as I carry her to bed.

We’ve had sex many times since that first time, but every time feels brand new. I feel like I learn something new about her body each time I touch it.

“If we are experimenting, how about we try something new today?” I lean in, kissing her cheek, then her jaw.

“What do you have in mind?” Her tone is open and curious.

I smile against her skin.

“How about you mount my face and ride me like a Sybian?”

“Yes,” she says without hesitation, making me chuckle.

I push up off of her, helping her up so we can both strip. Once we are naked, I lie on the bed, holding out my hand to steady her as she climbs on top of me.

Most women would hesitate. They would worry about suffocating their man.

Not my woman. She settles right in, not caring for a second if I have enough air to breathe.

I love it, though. I love her confidence. Her fire.

Fuck, I just love her.

Not needing to go down that road, I focus on her instead.

I start off teasing. Kissing and biting all around where she really wants me. I keep it up until she starts to grind down, seeking any sort of contact.

Only then do I give her what she desires. Sliding two fingers inside of her, I start at a fast pace. My goal is to have her come on my face at least twice. Then I’m going to make her come on my cock three times. If she blacks out, well, we try again until she can take it all.

I’ve been spending the past couple weeks learning her body. Needing to know everything there is to know about making her scream out in pleasure. It’s the only scream I ever want to hear from her.

Well, that’s a lie. I also enjoy when she yells at me in annoyance.

She’s feeling good. Moving her hips along with my pace. That’s when I know it’s time to add more. At first, I blow gently on her clit, making her shiver and clench around me. Then I lick it softly. I keep adding more and more pressure until I’m flicking her clit in time with the thrusts of my fingers.

She drenches me as she comes. Her body clenches around me wildly.

I slow down, giving her a minute to come back down. Sometimes I enjoy pushing her from one orgasm to another, but tonight, I need her to last.

Once she’s come down, she falls next to me on the bed. I use that opportunity to flip on the bed so that I can eat her even more.

“Jonah,” she moans, her body accepting the pleasure I give it.