“I was pretty worried, too. Knew I had to make it back so we could finish what we started this morning.”
That makes me smile. “Was the kiss that good?”
“Hell yeah, it was. All I’ve been thinking about all day.”
“Me, too,” I admit. “That, and how I didn’t realize we’d met before.”
“I wasn’t myself back then. The war took a lot out of me, and I wasn’t in a good place. The club helped me get my shit together when nothing else could.”
“Want to talk about it?”
“Maybe another time. Right now, I just want to kiss you again.”
“Hades, are you sure? I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”
“A little pain never hurt anyone.”
His wolfish grin makes my body tremble in anticipation.
“Is that so?”
He nods, covering my mouth with his. As we kiss, I know that I’ve completely fallen for this man.
8
We kiss until we’re both breathless. I pull away, kissing the curve of his neck and moving upward. He lets out a deep moan when I lick his salty skin, grazing his jaw with my teeth.
“You play dirty.”
I grin. “Just paying you back for being such a jerk to me.”
“Then keep going, because I was a huge dick.”
I run my hands down his chest, to his jeans, where I cup him.
“Yeah, that checks out, too.”
He lets out a growl as he rolls so that he’s on top of me. “Aren’t you full of jokes tonight.”
“What can I say? My husband was shot and is alive. I have a lot to be happy for.”
His eyes soften as he kisses me. “We both do.”
I kiss him back and say, “There’s something I’d like to do. Something I’ve thought about for the last two months.”
“You’ve got my attention.”
“I want to kiss you. Here.” I move my hand down, showing him exactly where.
He lets out a groan. “You’re killing me, Princess.”
But he gets off the bed, kicking his jeans and boxers down his legs. I knew he was muscular, but seeing him in all his glory is something else. Tattoos cover his body, but even so he could be used as a model for a Greek God.
“I like the way you’re looking at me, but it’s only fair that you get naked, too.”
Grinning, I sit, pulling my nightgown over my head, tossing it to the chair next to the bed. He eyes me until I feel like I’m going up in flames.
“Goddamn, Kinsley. You’re so beautiful.”
I pat the spot next to me. “Less talking, Hades.”
He laughs, but climbs on the bed. Straddling him, I lean forward to kiss him. He moans again, and I smile against his lips before kissing a trail down his stomach. His fingers thread though my hair as I move lower to my destination. His cock is perfect, like I knew it would be. Wrapping my hand around his erection, I pump him a few times. The engorged flesh feels like iron and pre-come coats the tip. I lean forward to taste him.
He moans as I close my lips around him, taking my time to enjoy this. His taste. The way his muscles tense when it feels good. The way he whispers my name. I continue the slow and steady motion, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth. He pulls me closer, shoving his length further down my throat. I swallow, allowing him to slide deeper.
When I hum, he cries out my name, and I pick up my pace, knowing he’s getting close. I want him to feel good, but I have other ideas. I pull back, letting his cock slide from my mouth with a pop.
He looks dazed as I lie next to him. “Not going to give me a happy ending?”
“No, you’re going to give me one.”
He grin is wicked as he moves over me, kissing a trail down my body, similar to the one I made on his skin. He sucks and nibbles my breasts until I’m begging for more, and then moves lower. When he gets to my mound, he eases my legs apart.
“Fuck. You’re drenched.”
“What can I say? You turn me on, husband.”
He kisses my inner thigh, rubbing his five o’clock shadow against my sensitive skin. Each kiss brings him closer to my folds, and I’m more than ready to have his mouth on me. I throw a leg over his shoulder, granting him all the access he desires.
Hot breath hits me right before he kisses me there. My fingers dig into the sheets, and I moan loudly. Good freaking god. He licks and nibbles his way to my clit, grazing it with his teeth and uses his fingers to work me from the inside. My hips arch on their own accord, as I chase the pleasure that’s quickly building in my stomach.
“So. Close,” I pant.
“I know, Princess.”
Right before I come, he pulls away, moving over me.
“I want you to be sure, Kinsley,” he says, kissing me.
I can taste myself on his lips, and it turns me on even more.
“I’ve never been surer, Hades.”
He positions himself before entering me in a slow, torturous thrust that leaves us both making sounds of pleasure.
“You good?”
He’s so big, and I’ve never felt fuller. But, god, does this feel perfect. Like we’re meant to be together.
I nod. “I’m good.”
His thrusts are slow and calculated as my body adjusts to his size. Pain turns to pleasure, and I begin to move with him. He kisses me hard, his tongue mimicking his thrusts. I hold onto him, getting lost in this madness.
“Fuck. Kinsley.” His head tilts back, desire etched on his face.
“Hades,” I pant.
He rocks against me, rubbing my clit at the same speed. When I come, white stars explode behind my eyes, and I cry out as my pussy clenches around him. We rock blindly against each other and I try to savor this feeling of perfection.
“Kinsley!” he groans as he comes.
Another orgasm rips through me, and I think I’ve died and gone to heaven. His lips crash against mine, whispering sweet nothings. One thing stands out, making my breath hitch in my throat.
“I’ve dreamt about this for five years,” he confesses, as he throbs deep inside of me. “Since that night. You brought me back to life when nothing else could.”
We may not know everything about each other, but in this moment, I know I want to be at his side for longer than six months.
“I love you, Hades.”
As the words leaves my lips, something shifts between us. Something that makes my pulse skip a beat. I can feel the wall going up between us and it breaks my heart. He pulls away and sits, turning his back to me.
“Princess, this was never meant to be permanent.”
Back to Princess.
I blink away the tears that sting my eyes.
“Maybe not, but that doesn’t change the fact that I do love you.”
“You don’t even know me.”
“I know enough, Hades.”
“And what? You’re going to give up Hollywood, and we’ll live happily ever after here?”
“We’ll figure it out.”
He stands. “I’m no good for you, Kinsley. You don’t see it now, but this—” he gestures between us. “This will never work. We’re too different.”
“I’ll be the judge of that.”