Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89331 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89331 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
No, I am going to earn each orgasm I coax from her, and there will be many. I am the only one who gets to see her come apart. Only me. At least to begin with…
She looks down at the diary again, her deep neckline giving me a perfect view of her large perky tits that I just know will be sensitive and a dream to slide my cock in between.
“Why don’t we go up to my room right now, and I will show you exactly how good I can be?” I say as I look directly into her beautiful blue eyes when she twists her head to look at me again. “Let me give you a taste of what it will be like when you find your harem of men.”
“And why would I do that?” She picks up the glass of bourbon and takes a sip while arching a perfectly shaped eyebrow at me.
“Because you want to, and I promise my mouth is better than your fingers. I might have a few other things you would like to try as well.”
Before she can reply, the doors open, and several men walk in snapping photos of me and Athena both leaning over the table looking at an old book.
Paris, Heph, and Perseus are there, giving me bewildered looks.
“Can we help you, gentlemen?” Athena’s voice is cool, the heat and passion coloring it a moment ago gone.
“Well, I guess we will have to finish our conversation later,” I say, as she turns her head to meet my gaze. “Let’s pick up our discussion later tonight, after the party.”
“Maybe,” she says as she strolls out of the room and back to her guests. I don’t even try to hide how I am watching her ass sway.
The photographers all follow her out, leaving me with my pissed-off friends.
“What the fuck?” Heph shoves me back into the desk.
“What?” I ask. “We had an enlightening conversation. Sorry, boys, I think my powers of seduction aren’t going to be as useful as we thought.” I push past Heph, who is glowering at me. “Maybe try annoying her some more?” I add as I head back to the party.
I mingle for the rest of the night, talking to socialites and millionaires while mostly trying to catch Athena’s eye, but she ignores me. It’s as if our conversation didn’t affect her the way it had me.
She’s cool.
She’s collected.
She’s a goddamn goddess.
The other guys keep looking at me funny. Perseus looks confused. Paris looks worried and, well, Heph looks pissed. But Heph is always pissed. It doesn’t matter. The only thing I am thinking about is getting her alone again.
Athena won this round tonight, but my dick doesn’t care. Right now, I’m prepared to admit defeat. My eyes follow her every move. I’m waiting. Waiting. This party needs to end.
Chapter
Ten
Eros
It feels like years before the guests finally leave, and I can sneak off to Athena’s room feigning guilt about not being able to get the job done.
I don’t knock, not wanting Perseus, who has a room nearby, to hear. I slip into the room just in time to see Athena step out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. I almost drop to my knees at how beautiful she is. Her skin slightly pinked by the hot water, the towel wrapped around her appears so soft and like with one simple little tug, it would fall to the floor, showing me what I just know is the sexiest body that has ever existed.
“What do you want?” She doesn’t seem surprised to see me.
“You know what I want.” I take two large steps to close the distance between us. I grab her by the back of her head, lacing my finger in her wet hair, and pull her lips to meet mine in a searing kiss that has my cock hard as steel in seconds.
She pushes against me when I let her go. Panting, she says, “I’m not going to fuck you.”
“Tonight isn’t about me, baby girl. It’s about you.”
I pull her back to me, and this time, she presses up on her toes to kiss me first, her hands instantly in my hair. With one swift tug, I pull off the towel and let it fall to the ground.
Her breath hitches, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
I feel her hands slide down my back to my waist, then she pulls away.
“Is this what you want?” She snakes her hand down beneath my pants to grip my cock.
“Fuck, yes,” I tell her, my voice low and hoarse. “But I’d rather taste you first.”
She wraps her hand around me and squeezes before she releases her hold on me.
“Get on your knees,” she says. It’s a command, not a request. I like when Athena is bossy. It’s fucking hot.
I obey, my heart racing as she stands completely nude before me.