Stella
We didn't get the chance to dry off completely. Kisses became more intense and fewer between. Hades cupped my face, I freed the towel from around his waist and pulled him closer.
The touches were sweet, almost reverent.
My towel fell to the floor.
We ended in his bedroom, on the bed. Kissing and touching. Exploring and caressing each other. Wanting this.
Really wanting this.
I wanted to feel close to him. And I'd wanted to so for quite some time.
His hungry mouth explored my body, and I'd never felt so wanted in my entire life. It was a beautiful sensation.
Hades parted me with his tongue, retracting only when I was on the brink of an orgasm. No words were spoken, it was purely touches and gentle kisses. I explored his skin, his body, his erect penis, until I, sitting on my knees, positioned him and sank down over his length.
We both held our breaths, until he was within me.
He moved into a sitting position, pulling me closer and gently kissing my lips.
"Not in any of my fantasies of this did I imagine you'd do just that."
I smiled. "Well, are you disappointed?"
He shook his head and gently kissed my lips again.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned into him. He fell unto his back, pulling me alone. I giggled against his lips.
"Now what, sunshine?" he asked.
"Can we roll over?"
We rolled over, so that Hades was in the upper position.
I wrapped my legs as far around his waist as I could, keeping him closer,
He touched my face. "You're so damn beautiful."
I blushed. "You're too handsome for your own best." I countered.
He smiled and gently moved inside me.
I gasped his name.
"Feel it," he whispered, pressing his lips to mine before capturing one of my hands in his.

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Hades
Roman d'amourStella, a teacher in her mid-twenties, is in a car accident which leaves her in a coma. She wakes up in the Underworld, where she meets Hades and his housekeeper, Lucinda. The castle is old, uninhabited, and letters, which aren't meant for Stella to...