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Odysseus watched her step up to her game and struggled to hold back his laughter. God, she drove him crazy in a thousand different ways, all of them good, and he wondered how he had managed to fuck that up. Shaking his head, he stepped up to his box, doubly determined to win this thing. He needed one night to show her how good it felt to do as she was told.
ChapterThirteen
Odysseus stared at the trophy on the table, then looked up at the person seated in front of him. “I’m not getting out of this one, am I?”
“No, you’re not,” Adriana replied, smiling as she ate the last bite of carrot cake on their dessert plate. If there was something she loved more on this planet then Earth, it was their deserts. The winning carrot cake was to die for.
“I should have guessed.” Odysseus looked at her. “Didn’t say I mind too much watching you win. Christ, Ari, you should have seen yourself out there. I bet you broke a world record tonight.”
“Maybe,” Adriana replied, no idea at all what had come over her to make her play the best game of her life.
“I’m watching you, and I am thinking to myself, I wish we were alone. Then I could just walk up to you and tear off your clothes right there. Getting between your legs and seeing if you can still own the same when I’m sucking your pretty little clit” He shifted closer to her. “Would you allow me, Ari? Would you do everything I tell you to, allow me to take you how I want to?”
“Maybe you’ll get the chance to do just that,” Adriana replied, lifting her glass of wine and taking a sip.
Odysseus blinked, his eyes narrowing. “What? I don’t understand.”
“I'll get you for one night, right? One night where you have to do anything I tell you.” Adriana looked at Odysseus. “Well, I have just one wish, Odysseus. You give me one night of pleasure. How you do it, I don’t care. All I care is that you give me a night that would be hard to forget. You claim you know what I need. This is your chance to prove that.”
Odysseus looked at her, his lips slowly curving into a smile that made heat curl in Adriana’s belly and slowly travel down. He stood up and stretched out a hand.
“Then come on, baby girl. The night is too short for all the things I have planned for you.”
Adriana took his hand, and on legs that were starting to go unsteady, followed him.
ChapterFourteen
Odysseus opened the door and allowed Adriana to pass through in front of him. They had stopped at her room to drop off her trophy. Adriana stopped just in front of the door and watched Odysseus turn the lock. She opened her mouth to say something but was silenced by his lips on hers as he grabbed her by her waist and moved with her so her back was plastered to the door. His tongue dove into her mouth, seeking, searching, and seeming to find the reaction he wanted from her. His thighs pushed between her legs, slowly rocking into her as his hands cupped her ass.
Adriana moaned into his mouth, her hands clutching at the door as she kissed him back. She moved closer to him, seeking the heat of his body and rubbing her breasts against his chest. His tongue speared into hers, his lips sipping on hers as his taste flooded her mouth. She didn’t mind when he pushed between her legs and rocked her slowly.
“No,” he said in a harsh tone that made her pause, and she looked at him. “One more second, and I would push you to the floor and have my way with you.”
“Isn’t that the plan?” she asked him, feeling confused.
“Eventually,” he replied slowly. “But I’m doing this my way, Ari. You do what I say, no questions asked.”
He stepped forward and held her face in his hands. “I plan on giving you more pleasure than you have ever known, Ari. And then give you more than that.”
“Pretty words, Odysseus,” she said on a ragged breath. “I’d hate it if you got me all wet and bothered for nothing.”
He didn’t reply, just glided his hand down her body to the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head. Adriana allowed him to take it off. Odysseus gazed down at her silk-covered breasts, his eyes taking in the bow at the center. His hands snaked around her shoulders, and in one flick, had her bra falling down her arms.
“Every part of you steals my breath away,” he whispered as he gently pushed her so her back rested on the door again.
He lowered his head and took one of the hard nubs into his mouth, his thumb covering the other one. Adriana’s knees buckled, and she moaned as she grabbed his head, trying to stop him, make him go slow.
He stopped and looked up at her. “Uhhhhh. I’m sorry, Adriana, but that just won’t work.” He took her hands and lifted them high above her head, placing them palms out on the door. “You don’t move those hands from there, no matter what. Do you understand?”
Adriana looked at him, her lids half-closed with pleasure. “Yes, Sir,” she said in a teasing tone.
“Good girl,” Odysseus replied. “Call me that and nothing else.”
Adriana’s eyes widened, her mouth opened to protest. But what came out of it was a moan as Odysseus’s head dropped down and he took her nipple in his mouth again. The pleasure was acute, a sharp, stinging sensation that traveled down and pooled between her legs. Adriana’s hands dropped down — almost. She stopped them, scratching and clawing at the door as her head fell back, her eyes closed, and she felt all he wanted her to feel with no respite from the pleasure.
He scraped his teeth over her nipple before he sucked it into his mouth, his tongue laving over the thick nub that seemed to hold all the nerves in her body at that point. His hand rolled her other nipple, and he flicked at it, the pleasure slowly turning to pain.
“Odysseus,” she called out on a whimper. “Please.”
