Hades
Her face flushed, the color blooming all the way to her ears. Her hands curled into tight little fists, as if she couldn’t decide whether to strike me or cling to me. Every breath she took seemed to betray how badly she wanted to resist, yet how much more she wanted to give in.
And those eyes…
Those big, pretty doe eyes glaring at me as if she wanted to set me on fire.
It all turned me on.
The crazy part of me, the part that always demanded more, wanted to keep pushing, to see just how far I could drive her before she snapped.
I wanted her angrier. I wanted her mouth running, her cheeks burning, her chest heaving.
And yeah, I wanted to f**k her like that.
I wondered what kind of face she’d make if I pushed her flat on her back and filled her, would she still glare at me, vo
