Inked Desires

Chapter 19

Without blinking, I did as he demanded and knelt in front of him, causing him to spread his legs to create space for me. I placed my hands on his belt, shaking with excitement as I feverishly aimed to open it to get what I had been wanting from Hades. He chuckled darkly before grasping my wrists and stopping me.

"Pretty impatient, huh?" he kept chuckling, and I believe just hearing those sensual sounds come out of his mouth made me wetter even more, if that was possible. He turned serious and said, "Not so fast, baby." "If you want it that badly, you have to work for it first." He moved forward and came millimeters away from my face, allowing me to feel his warm breath and take in the scent of mint and the beer he had just sipped. "I want you to take off your dress and underwear and stand naked in front of me." He grinned and leaned back against the back of the couch, hypnotizing me with his profound look that made me follow out whatever order he gave me at the time.

I stood up, slowly lifting my dress over my head, then lowering my thong panties, softly rotating my hips to let them to fall down, all under his hungry stare.

"Leave them!" he said as I stooped down to remove my high heel sandals. "Now kneel down, slowly undo my belt, and pull my cock out," he said again, and I obeyed, kneeling in front of him and bending down to untie the belt of his jeans as I spoke.

"Please take off your shirt, I want to see your chest, you turn me on so bad with your body."

When he realized how frantic I was, forcing my actions to be unexpected and abrupt, he grabbed me roughly by the hair and yanked my head close  to his face "Are you still my pet?" he hissed through his teeth, his eyes so dark that I became lost in them.

"Yes!" I gasped, trying to struggle impulsively, while he pulled my hair even harder.

"That's what I was thinking." he chuckled again, releasing the same sound that turned me on to the core. "Then do as I fucking said and calm your moves." He loosened his fingers from my hair, gently caressing me, his voice now calm but threatening. "I don't usually take orders from anyone, but since you asked so nicely, I'm going to take my shirt off for you." He continued to grin, grabbed the hem of his shirt, lifted it up, and flipped it over his head, allowing me to admire the work of art on his chest and abdomen, not just the one on his arms and neck, from which he hung two silver chains, one thinner and longer with a crucifix, the other thicker and shorter. I wanted to lick every part of his body, especially every tattoo, but I didn't think he'd let me that day.

I only returned to reality after hearing him chuckle bitterly.

"Are you going to gawk at my tattoos all night?" he asked me, his expression indicating that he was losing patience.

"Excuse me, Hades, but it's not my fault you're so irresistible!" I grinned awkwardly and got another one from him.

I unbuckled his belt as softly as I could, and he lifted his hips slightly to allow me to draw his jeans and boxers up to mid-thigh, his manhood gracefully welcoming me in all its splendor, his frenum piercing on full display. My mouth watered just gazing at his magnificent dick. He chuckled again as I stared at him, and I let out a faint groan at the sound of his voice.

"Kiss it gently with those beautiful lips, while you look into my eyes." he directed me again, and I complied, bringing my lips gently to it, giving it a short kiss on the tip, which made him chuckle again, as if he knew he was going to end me if he continued like this. "Oh, lovely girl, you have no idea what you've done. I'm going to make a such a wonderful mess out of you. Now. "Open your mouth and swallow my cock!" and I did it, moving my head up and down and sucking his dick as if my life depended on it. "Oh, fuck! That's right, baby! Open up your throat for me, beautiful. " he moaned, resting his head on the back of the couch, while he held my hair with both hands and pushed his hips up against me. " Fuckkkk! You're so fucking good at this. This is what you wanted,huh? To be at my mercy? Does it turn you on? Being at my mercy?" he was talking dirty to me which turned me on even more.