Lust For Me, Daddy's Good Girl novel Chapter 28

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That man is off–limits

Violet

The shrill buzz of my alarm clock exploded next to my ear.

I groaned and flailed an arm over the edge of the bed, trying to smack it into silence. My fingers hit the lamp instead, nearly knocking it over. With a whimper of protest, I rolled onto my stomach and yanked a pillow over my

head.

Just five more minutes. Five more to hold on to that infuriating, addictive dream. It was warm and electric. The kind of dream that leaves you flushed and aching in places no dream should be allowed to reach.

What was wrong with me?

Before I could sink back into the dream, a heavy weight landed right on my back.

“Oof!” I gasped, all the air knocked out of me. Then came the wet assault of a tongue across my cheek.

“Tiger,” I groaned, turning my head and cracking one eye open.

My 150 pound dog wagged his tail like I’d just handed him a steak. He licked my face again, tongue hanging out.

“Remind me why I kept you,” I muttered, wiping the slobber off my face with a groan.

He barked again. I sighed and sat up, pushing the sheets off. My hair clung to the back of my neck with sweat, my cheeks burning, and my breathing was a little more shallow than I’d like to admit.

I didn’t even need to look down, I could feel my wetness soaking through my panties.

God. I was twenty–four years old, and I’d just had a fucking wet dream.

I threw my pillow at the headboard and groaned again, flopping back onto the mattress in defeat.

“Seriously?” I muttered to myself.

Tiger whined, resting his massive head on my leg like he could feel my embarrassment. Honestly, I wasn’t even mad at him anymore. I was mad at myself. This wasn’t normal.

Ever since last night, my body had felt different. No matter how hard I tried to fight it, it didn’t feel like mine anymore. I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened between Hades and I.

The worst part was that I remembered the dream vividly. We were at a dinner party. He touched me under the table, his fingers sliding higher when no one was looking. Every so often, he leaned in to whisper the filthiest things in my ear. Then he dragged me into the bathroom, locked the door, and had his way with me, right there, while people laughed and talked just outside. They could’ve caught us at any moment. But I didn’t stop him. I was getting fucked so hard, I forgot everything else.

I swallowed hard and rubbed my temples.

Why him?

It wasn’t as if I was sexually frustrated, Matthew knew how to satisfy me when he wanted to. But Hades was a different breed. There was something about the way he took my body.

That night should’ve been a one–time thing. A distraction I could sweep under the rug and pretend never happened. But now, he was seeping into my subconscious.

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I sat up and pressed my palm to my face.

“I can get him out of my head.” I muttered to no one in particular.

Tiger barked loudly like he disagreed.

I glared at him. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”

I sighed and glanced at the clock. 7:20 a.m. I had forty minutes to get ready for class.

“You know what?” I told Tiger as I stood, stretching. “We’re not thinking about him today.”

I jabbed a finger in the air. “That man is off–limits. He is dangerous, beautiful, confusing, and not what I need right now.”

Tiger sneezed in response.

I laughed, despite myself. “Yeah, you’re right. I’m totally doomed.”

I folded the sheets over the edge of the bed, smoothing down the corners until they were neat.

After that, I padded into the bathroom and peeled off my shirt and shorts, letting them fall into the laundry basket. I paused in front of the mirror, naked under the soft morning light filtering through the window.

My reflection stared back at me, black hair wild and eyes rimmed with sleep. I looked tired. But that wasn’t even the worst part.

I tilted my head, staring at the marks scattered across my skin. Hickeys. There were a lot of them.

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