Page 16 of Hades’ Revenge

I followed her long, runner’s legs with my gaze, landing on the red stilettos. The straps on the shoes twisted around her calves several times, accentuating how fit they were. I adjusted my cock as I exhaled a long, slow breath. I had to settle down. She was meant to be savored. Not devoured. Not tonight.

“If it isn’t my little stalker,” I said from the doorway. “I see you didn’t heed my warning.”

“Did you honestly think I would?” Her smile softened me, almost making me forget what tonight was really about. I wanted her, and I would take care of her, but I wouldn't lose focus.

Being with her wasn’t just about the two of us. It was about me getting the silent closure I had tossed aside for so many years. Even if Leo never discovered I was the one who took his daughter’s virginity, I would know. That would be enough for me.

“I wasn’t sure.” I came toward her. “You are a mystery to me.”

“A little intrigue never hurt anyone.” She uncrossed her legs, allowing me to step between them. “Atticus opened the prosecco for me. I hope that’s okay.”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying it.” I brushed the rose along her throat and down her chest. “You look amazing.”

“Is that for me?”

“Yes.” I placed it on her lap.

“I thought you don’t do romance.”

“I don’t, but on my way out of the club, I noticed an arrangement by the door. When I saw the rose, I thought of you. I figured if you decided to come here, knowing what you’d be giving up tonight, I could break my no-romance rule.”

“That’s sweet.” She brought the rose to her face and inhaled. “It smells almost as good as you do.” She set the flower on my desk and then draped her arms over my shoulders. “Thank you.”

“I’ve been thinking about your lips all day.”

“Just my lips?”

“Well…” I smirked. “If you really want me to tell you what else I’ve been thinking about, I will.” I traced my finger over her cheek as I leaned in and swept my lips along hers. “Last night, I dreamed about fucking you in the pool.”

“Oh.” I could practically taste the sweet, fruity prosecco on her breath.

“The sensation of your wet, hot skin is etched in my brain, and the memory of your legs wrapped around my hips is driving me to the edge of insanity.”

“I’ve thought about being with you since I left here.” She scraped her fingers through my beard. “This is a big step for me. I didn’t make this decision lightly.”

“I believe that.” I drew her hand to my mouth and kissed her fingertips. “But I am puzzled.”

“About what?”

“Why are you willing to give yourself to me?”

She had held on to her virtue through college, deeming no man worthy of her. Why me? Why now? Not that I was complaining. This was a winning opportunity for me.

“For one, you’re fucking hot.” She ran her tongue along the seam of my lips. “Remember when I said meeting you was fate?”

Is she going to go on about destiny again?

“There’s a reason we found one another.” She kissed my jaw. “Maybe it’s just to have tonight. I feel a connection to you. I wouldn't be here if this wasn’t what I wanted.”

I was drawn to her too. I couldn’t deny her beauty, but it wasn’t just her looks that piqued my interest. The determination she displayed by coming after me turned me on. She wasn’t afraid to go after what she wanted even if her persistence could get her into trouble.

She’d never encountered the kind of havoc I could unleash on her.

She finished her drink with one long gulp and then licked her lips.

“Would you like some more?” I asked.

“I better not. My head is already spinning with anticipation.” Her hand trembled when I took the glass from her. “Or nerves. I’m a bit anxious.”