Lust For Me, Daddy's Good Girl novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124

Chapter 124

Violet

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I clutched his shirt for my dear life, so hard my knuckles turned white, my breathing ragged and shallow. Every second that passed only made the sensation coursing through me worse. When I couldn’t breathe anymore, Hades pulled back from the kiss, just enough to let me gulp air greedily, my lungs screaming with need.

I stared at him, drinking in every detail as if memorizing him could somehow keep me from losing myself completely. His dark hair was slightly messy, and those blue eyes were piercing, and predatory, locked on me with an intensity that made my stomach clench. His jaw was perfectly defined, the lines of his face carved like they were made to be worshiped. Even the slight tilt of his head made me react before I understood why.

His sleeves were rolled up, and my eyes couldn’t help tracing the veins along his forearms, the faint flex of muscle as he moved.

Oh God, what was I doing? My face burned, but even as my mind screamed at me to stop, my body betrayed me. I couldn’t help pressing myself closer to him, clutching tighter, moving my hips just enough to feel him in ways that made my breath hitch. I shouldn’t, I knew I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop.

Hades tilted his head, that infuriating smirk curling his lips. “Look at you, princess,” he growled, his voice low and rough. “Just a moment ago, you were fighting me, squirming, and resisting, and now you’re clenching and bucking against my fingers like Daddy’s desperate little whore.”

His hand at my waist tightened, dragging me impossibly close. His fingers plunged inside me, moving with a rhythm that tore my breath away. The slick, wet sound of him fucking me echoed in the car, mixing with my frantic gasps and moans until I couldn’t think of anything else.

“You’re dripping,” he hissed, teeth grazing my ear.

“H-hades…”

“You like this, don’t you?” he growled, dragging a finger along my clit before thrusting again. “You like being taken like this, being fucked by my fingers, right here, trembling under me. And you can’t stop, you wouldn’t even if you could. Because you know exactly who owns this little cunt of yours.”

Damn him, and his filthy mouth.

To make it worse, I could feel his cock harden beneath me, pressing insistently against me as if it was begging to be buried inside with just one thrust. My wetness was dripping onto his pants, but I didn’t even care at this point, and judging by the way he kept grinding his hips against me, he seemed to love it. He pushed up harder, pressing his cock into me while his fingers worked my clit, and I clenched, jaw tight, but fuck, it felt so good.

“Mmmm-mmh.” I threw my head back, pressing against him, letting my fingers dig into his shoulders, needing more. My body trembled under his touch, my mind caught between fear and desire. My heart was hammering so fast I was sure he could feel it against his chest.

Just when the pleasure was building, climbing higher and higher he stopped.

I froze, body locking in place, muscles screaming for him to move, but he didn’t. I looked at him, wide-eyed and panicked, and the smirk on his face told me he found it amusing. He chuckled low, then licked along my neck, and I shivered violently.

He pulled back slightly, voice low and rough. “For someone who was resisting a moment ago, you’re very needy, princess. You’re desperate to be fucked.”

Heat rushed to my cheeks, and I glared at him, though I knew I must have looked ridiculous. That only made him chuckle again, and my shame burned even hotter. I wanted to pull away, hide from the way he was looking at me, but even as my shame flared, my body betrayed me.

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Chapter 124

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I was so desperate to come. His fingers were still buried deep inside me, and I was clenching around them, trying to move my hips, and ride him, but he anticipated it. His hand tightened over my waist, holding me in place, stopping every

movement.

I was a mess, shaking, burning from the inside out, and he just leaned back against the seat, one eyebrow raised, eyes boring into me, as if reminding me that I already knew exactly what I was meant to do.

I bit my lips and looked away. “P-please…” I whispered.

“Please what?” He echoed. I bit down harder, hearing the smirk in it.

“Please, daddy, fuck me. Make me come.”

He didn’t respond at first. Then his hand shot up, gripping my chin and forcing my gaze to meet his.

“Look at me when you beg, Violet,” he growled. “You’re mine. Every inch, every gasp, every moan, you’re mine to fuck, mine to break, mine to make scream, mine to make beg. You understand?”

I nodded, hypnotized by the way he held me. I still couldn’t believe how quickly he could switch from teasing to this dominant side of him.

“Speak, princess, you don’t get to stay quiet unless my cock is in your mouth.”

I swallowed hard, my voice trembling. “Please, daddy, fuck me, use me, make me yours. Make me come for you, let me be your dirty little slut.”

A growl rumbled through him as he licked his lips. “Good girl,” he murmured, kissing me hard, before pulling his fingers out of me and holding them to my lips.

I knew exactly what he wanted. Without hesitation, I took them into my mouth, eyes locked on his, tongue dragging over each one, tasting myself on him, desperate to obey completely.

When I had done enough to satisfy him, Hades’s hand returned to where I ached the most. The first stroke made me moan, my head tipping back as the sound escaped my lips. He slowed just enough to drag two fingers along my slickness, teasing, before plunging them back in, curling and twisting, hitting every sensitive spot.

I cried out, shivering violently, my vision narrowing to him. I pressed tighter into him, hips moving on instinct, chasing impossible relief. Every thrust of his fingers made my toes curl, my nails dig into his arms.

My chest heaved, sweat clinging to my skin, my entire body on fire from the inside out.

“God, princess,” he groaned. “Look at you, shaking, leaking, clinging to me. Every part of you is mine. You’re mine.”

“Oh my God, yes! It feels so good,” I moaned loudly.

His thumb returned to circle me, perfectly timed with the steady thrust of his fingers. The combined sensation made my hips buck instinctively, only for him to pin me in place with his other hand.

My breath caught, my body tightening around him with every pass, the pressure building until it felt unbearable. The heat coiled low in my stomach, and my thighs trembled violently against his hand.

“Hades!”

“Come for me,” he ordered.

My body arched sharply, my head falling back as the pleasure surged through me. My walls clenched around his fingers.

“Ahhh…” A moan escaped. My hands fisted in his shirt, pulling him closer.

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