Lust For Me, Daddy's Good Girl novel Chapter 57

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My cock has to be incirte you

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His growl vibrated in my ears. I felt his cock twitch, harden against me, as if it wasn’t already impossibly hard. His grin widened.

“If you’re trying to seduce me, princess,” he rasped, “then it worked. I don’t think I can hold it anymore. My cock has to be inside you.”

Before I could even react, he scooped me up and set me down, turning me around in one swift motion. My hands hit the counter to steady myself. He grabbed my waist, positioning me where he wanted, and that was when my eyes caught on the reflection.

I froze.

The mirror in front of me showed everything. The other mirror behind me reflected it back, doubling the view, making it inescapable. I swallowed hard.

Could he-

No. No, he couldn’t have. There was no way Hades built this bathroom like this, two mirrors angled just perfectly so we could see ourselves no matter where we looked. That was insane. That was behold crazy.

A sharp slap landed on my ass, making me yelp and snap my gaze back to the mirror. My face burned crimson.

That was when I felt his cock pressing against my entrance nudging my clit as if to remind me who was in control here. My clit throbbed instantly, my walls clenching around nothing, begging for him before he was even inside.

When had he even pulled his cock out?

He leaned closer, his breath hot against my ear. “Don’t tell me you’re distracted. Do I have to fuck you just to keep your attention on me, princess?”

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Violet v oberent goen gi

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Violet, my obedient, good girl

Violet

If someone had told me a month ago that I would be pressed against a bathroom counter, about to be fucked from behind by a dangerous man who didn’t think like a normal person, I would’ve laughed in their face, hell, maybe even slapped them for suggesting something so absurd.

I wasn’t reckless, or impulsive. I didn’t take stupid risks just for the thrill of it. But right now, maybe everything I thought I knew about myself was a lie. Maybe I really was that kind of girl. The kind who let herself get destroyed by a man like Hades.

But really, could you blame me? No one in their right mind could resist this man.

His cock brushed against my soaked entrance in a slow drag, and I bit down hard on my lip to stifle the moan clawing its way up my throat. My body betrayed me, arching into him, begging without words. Worst of all, Hades didn’t even bother hiding the smug curve of his mouth. His grip on my waist tightened, fingers pressing deep, holding me in place so escape wasn’t even an option. That smile of his wasn’t just smug, it was a death sentence, the kind a wolf wears before it sinks its teeth into its prey.

Those icy blue eyes were starved and hungry, like he wouldn’t let me leave until I was ruined.

I glanced at the mirror, and my stomach twisted. My reflection was wrecked, flushed cheeks, lips swollen, hair a tangled mess. My legs still trembled from the orgasm he’d wrung out of me, and the only reason I hadn’t collapsed was because his grip held me up. And the bastard knew it.

He slid his cock against me again, so close to slipping inside that my breath hitched in my throat. When the tip nudged in just a little, I couldn’t hold it back anymore.

“Nnngh…” I moaned, but he pulled back instantly, leaving me aching, and the emptiness almost made me cry. I wanted to curse him, to scream at him to just shove it inside me already, but I swallowed the words. His smirk only widened at my silence, proof that he loved me like this desperate, and begging. And with Hades, I knew too well that anything I said could become another reason for him to torment me further.

Another smack landed on my ass, making me gasp. The sting made my head spin with a mix of pain and want. I nearly sobbed from the way he twisted pleasure and torture together so mercilessly.

I was seconds away from breaking. If he kept edging me like this, I was going to lose it, I’d give up all pride and drop to the floor just to shove my own fingers inside me for relief, even though I knew it would be nothing compared to him.

Seeing me obey seemed to amuse him. My submission pleased him. His breath brushed over my ear before his teeth nipped at the tip, making me shiver.

“Violet,” he growled low, “my obedient, good girl, you awaken a lust in me no one else ever could.”

The words echoed in my head. Heat flushed through me. And before I could even think of how to respond, he shifted, and with one brutal thrust, he drove deep inside me.

I stumbled forward, barely catching myself on the counter. Oh my God!” The words slipped out as my eyes fluttered shut, my nails scraping the smooth surface beneath my palms.

“Fuck,” Hades groaned, his grip on my waist tightening, almost bruising, his head dropping against my like he couldn’t hold himself back.

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“You’re still so fucking tight.” He rasped.

I clenched around him, my lips caught between my teeth to keep the desperate sounds from spilling out. It was useless. My body betrayed me with every squeeze around his cock.

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Violet my obedient good gin

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Ever since that last night with him, I hadn’t even touched myself. God knew I’d tried, I’d woken up shaking from dreams about him, hands trembling with the urge to relieve myself, but I couldn’t. It wasn’t the same.

My fingers weren’t his. My body knew the difference.

And now, with just one thrust, I understood instantly why.

Sex with Hades wasn’t just sex, it was something else entirely. There was a way he did it, that I doubted anyone else could ever match.

His arm slid up around my throat, pulling my head back so my reflection in the mirror stared straight into me. Fuck.

I looked like a slut.

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