Page 23 of Winning Back Persephone

"No."

I pulled back. "What?" Had he ever said no to me before? I was sure there had been plenty of times, but it certainly felt as if this was a first.

"I don't want to not think about it, Sephie. If we're going to do this, then you need to tell me it's what you want. And you have to know it's what I want."

I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came out. I wasn't really sure what I wanted to say. Being so close to Hades was making every part of me respond. I wanted to be closer to him, to feel his arms around me and to hear his voice whispered against my skin. "I want this."

"I do too," he responded. "But only if you're sure."

I nodded and leaned in to press my lips against his again. It wasn't soft this time, it was demanding and full of all the things I desired. I wasn't going to let him believe that I didn't want him.

He pulled away, and for one horrible moment, I thought good sense had broken through and that he was going to say that this was a bad idea and I should go.

Because itwasa bad idea, and Ishouldgo. I just didn't want to.

I reached for Hades' hand and wasted no time pulling him down the corridor to our bedroom.Hisbedroom. I had to remember that this was no longer my home.

The room was exactly like it had been two years ago when I'd last been in it, down to the same bedsheets on the bed, though knowing Hades, they would have been changed within the past couple of days.

He pulled me to him and kissed me deeply, warmth spreading through me in response. His fingers brushed over my shoulder, pausing at the strap of my dress. He pulled back, meeting my gaze as he pushed it down.

My breath caught in my throat, and it seemed to break the tension hanging in the air. He kissed me deeply, and our hands became more frantic. My dress hit the floor, then his shirt, my underwear, everything. It was desperate in a way that it hadn't been for a long time.

He pushed me back onto the bed, both of us out of breath. He met my gaze, trailing his hand over my shoulder, brushing my hair out of my face.

"I haven't been with anyone else," he murmured.

"Neither have I," I responded, knowing exactly what he was getting at with the statement. I doubted either of us had thought to bring a condom with us, especially as the evening had never been intended to end like this. And it wasn't as if we'd kept any in here when we were together.

"Good." He kissed my throat, and anticipation shot right through me. There was no stopping what I wanted, and Ireached for Hades' head, tangling my fingers in his hair and pushing him downwards.

He chuckled, the sound travelling right through me and turning me on more. He didn't need me to say anything else about what I wanted and followed my directions in the way only someone who knew me would. Someone who had worshipped me thousands of times and filled me with all of the best feelings.

"Pass me the pillow," he said, taking it from me as soon as I did and settling it under me.

A jolt of desire passed through me, knowing that meant he intended to take his time once he'd settled between my legs. He hooked his arms under his knees and pulled me closer, dropping his head so that his breath fanned against my inner thigh.

Even though he hadn't touched me yet, a small gasp escaped me, and when his tongue finally started to trace patterns over the sensitive skin, it became impossible to think.

I tightened my grip on his hair, urging him on more as he reached my core. Every movement was practised, taken from years of knowing what to do to drive me wild. I leaned back into the bed and enjoyed how good it felt to not have to tell him what to do. Not that I'd been in bed with anyone since we ended things, but one of the things that put me off actually dating was knowing that I'd have to try and communicate all of this with someone new. Hades just got me.

My thoughts fled as he used his tongue to add pressure to just the right spot. I gasped and pushed myself against him. It only encouraged him more, and he went faster and faster until I was barely able to breathe, and my thoughts were only fragments of what they were.

I cried out as he drove me over the edge, and the release crept over me, making every part of me respond. My body shook, and I gave myself over to the pleasure even as Hades kept going, prolonging my release and causing the next to start building. Iknew from experience that this one would be even more intense, and I did nothing to stop him.

Noises I barely recognised slipped from my lips as white hot desire shot through me. I tightened my grip on Hades' hair and on the bed sheets beside me as my body flashed hot and cold, and my whole world became very small, full of nothing more than the pleasure brought to me by the attention Hades was giving me.

My mind went completely blank, without a single thought making through as the pleasure stretched into every small part of my being. My legs tightened of their own accord, keeping Hades in position until my second release had run its course. This one lasted longer until I collapsed back onto the bed, breathing heavily and feeling like I'd never be able to move from this spot ever again. I certainly didn'twantto move. It was warm, and there was pleasure to be had here.

Hades moved to the side, a satisfied grin on his face.

"I take it you still like the same?" I murmured.

"You mean seeing you fall apart? I'm a fan," he responded, trailing his hand down my arm.

I let out a satisfied sigh and managed to shift onto my side. I pushed his shoulder so he ended up on his back. Neither of us needed to talk about what we wanted to do, we'd been here enough times to be certain about what each other wanted. I straddled him, feeling a deep sense of anticipation travelling through me as I felt his hard length against my leg.

I reached between us, taking him in my hand and guiding him to me.

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