Hades p.o.v
I stared down at it, my hands twitched to touch it, to relief myself but i could not, definitely not when the cause of it was .....
I shook my head.
Definitely no.... it twitched as I tried not to think of her. ‘this is torture.’ I thought as I gasped for air. ‘Fucking inappropriate!’ I tried to talk myself of what was happening but was pointless as I remembered how she smiled at her mother.
‘what if she smiled at me like that?’ i thought.
“Fuck!” I growled out, unable to hold it anymore.
Removed the gloves, feeling my bare skin touch my below.
Her hands looked small.
Would it fit?
Presumably leaked out, causing me to bite my lips.
“I am fucking crazy!” I muttered to myself, devastated that I thought of my soon to be stepdaughter that way and then at the same time, I was aroused, more than before.
I used the precum to act as a lube. Squeezing it a bit as I stroked.
“ugh... haaa” i bit back my moans, releasing my load as I remembered her scent.
Think with Vanilla and a hint of musk. Just like the perfume but this time, more heavy, more suiting to her features, like she owned it.
“Hades? Are you good? You’ve been...” I blocked out her voice. Hehe sounded nothing like her daughter. Her daughter’s voice was more dainty, more delicate
More...
I shot another load, the shower draining it away.
The pleasure slowly followed, leaving me to my thoughts.
I buried my head in my hands. “this is fucked up” I muttered as I stood, letting the water drain off my body as I stood there with the shower off.
Valerie.
She stood in my mind, refusing to get out of my mind, no matter how hard I trued to move her.
I leaned my head against the cool tile of the shower wall, squeezing my eyes shut. This wasn’t right. I knew it wasn’t right. But the more I tried to resist, the stronger the pull became, drawing me into a dark place I knew I shouldn’t .
I was drowning me in guilt. I slid down the wall, closing my eyes for a bit to take In a deep breath.
The sound of footsteps just outside the bathroom door jolted me back to reality. Her mother. She was just on the other side, likely unaware of the storm raging inside me. The door swung open, releasing the fog that had covered the room from the steam of the hot water, and most importantly, my mind.
“Are you okay? You’ve been here a long time and I became worried.” She said looking at me with worry in her eyes.
I felt dirty, and guilty.
I knew I did not love, Lily, not as much as she loved me, or even quarter of what she felt for me. For me, it was a marriage of convenience. I needed someone to keep my company on lonely nights, maybe then, the nightmares I had would be a thing of the past but she? I was literally a god to her.
She made her way deeper into the bathroom.
I pulled her closer to me, slamming my lips against hers. This did not feel right.
She seemed shocked at first, but gave in, as usual, doing all the work to get me heated.
“kiss me harder” i muttered. Thrusting my tongue into her mouth. She moaned, arching her body to fit mine..
I was not getting aroused, not even in the slightest.
“You seem In the mood today” her eyes glistened under the light, oblivious to what was happening below. She traced her hands down south, causing it to twitch a bit but that was it, nothing more.
“You are impressive, the thought of you when hard” she said biting her lips a little.
I let out a sigh. Pulling myself out of her hold. This did not feel right. “I don’t feel so good, let’s stop here for the night.” I said as she moved to touch my cock.
She stopped, just about to touch it.
I was not about to fuck her in this state. Especially when all i could see was her daughter. I was not that absolutely that fucked up un the head.
I made my way to the bed not even bothering to towel myself first .
I was fucked.
‘What if I am never able to get it up through our marriage?’ a sweat broke out my skin just thinking about that
I was already offering her a loveless marriage, now I could not offer her a proper. Sex life?!!!
I closed my eyes.
I could not, try as I might, even get it up when I was with lily. I dared not think about her again. ‘It is probably because I released earlier’ I told myself over and over as I welcomed the exhaustion that overwhelmed me.
“Babe?” she said, climbing the bed to my side. “Are you okay? You look a bit out of it.”
“I am fine” I muttered.
“are you sure?”
She said, looking at me skeptically.
“Of course why?”
She stretched her gloves to me. “You left this back in there” she said referring to the bathroom. “You never forget to carry it everywhere... is it work? Was it my daughter? Are you having second thoughts now that you have seen her? I told you before, you said you did not mind so..” she looked like she was going into a panic attack.
“It’s just a. Bit of work’’ I lied, but it did ease her
“oh”
“But don’t worry, it would be fine.”
But deep down, I knew it wouldn’t. Because no matter how much I tried to forget, no matter how much I tried to push her out of my mind, Valerie was there, etched into my thoughts, into my very being. And the worst part was, I wasn’t sure I wanted her to leave.