CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

CHAPTER TWENTY - FOUR: YOU KNEEL BEFORE ME ETHAN'S POV Rose bends down so that she is positioned between my extended legs. I need help hearing what the Italians and Hades are talking about. The woman in front of me, who is wearing nothing but a daring see-through nightgown, is all I can think about. My eyes returned to the rosy nipples visible through the scarlet fabric. Like a f*cking horny teenager, my mouth is watering. My impulse to put those nipples in my mouth, suck on them, and bite down until she makes that startled, demanding moan is the culmination of all my urges. She interrupts my train of thought by reaching for my belt with firm but slightly trembling hands. I ought to halt her, get the laptop, and head to the balcony. Or, even better, I could activate her toy and intentionally torture her for my own amusement, but I'm stuck in place. Even when I tell my limbs to move, they don't. I genuinely desire to see how far she will take this and where she intends to go. Rose has never started a sexual or non-sexual interaction between us. She may appear powerful and defiant, but she is a traditionalist in the culture that brought her up in. Which will make discovering her true abilities even more enjoyable. She quickly unfastens the buckle on my belt before removing the button and zipper. She begins her task with her brows furrowed in concentration. The sound of my name coming from Hades temporarily diverts my attention, "Ethan will be able to receive the information as quickly as possible." I respond unusually calmly for someone hardening up faster than an adolescent boy experiencing his first kiss. I simply require thorough descriptions of the locations you've mentioned. Rose takes my d*ck out of my boxer briefs in her little hands, and I hide a groan. My crotch swells and my mind is lost in a cloud of confusion. Thank god it's not a video conference, or else everyone can see my lust. Rose crouches beside me and smiles seductively before sensually licking her bottom lip. Oh my god. Who knew the tough Rose had a side like this? Or that she would voluntarily bow down to me? She gave my d*ck a thorough lick, moving her tongue up and down the length of it.This time, I pressed the laptop's mute button and groaned. When she repeats the action, I grab my nape and tangle her hair in my fingers. "Princess, how long are you going to pet me?" She mutters as she licks slowly and leisurely. "Mmmm." "I will use that mouth if you don't do something in the next two seconds." "Ethan?" When I hear my name on the laptop, I push unmute. She licks my flesh while grinning at me as if it were a fucking lollipop. Her tongue and lips move in time with how her fingers fondle my testicles. I managed to say, "I'll have the required procedures in place," although I had no idea what I had agreed to. Rose may be between my legs on her knees, but she literally and figuratively had me by the balls. She briefly puts me in her mouth before popping me out, after which she resumes licking me and playing bloody games with me. One of them replied, "We need security outside the downtown club twenty-four hours a day." I couldn't identify him for the life of me if someone held a pistol to my head and forced me to guess which of the three we were speaking with. I respond, "It'll seem suspicious if we gather all our players in one location," then I remain silent. At the same time, my fingers silently work their way into Rose's hair and rip out the pins holding it up in a bun. Even though her shoulders are covered in blonde, shining strands, she continues working. I pretend to yawn, "You're boring me." Only kneel if you can do the duty. Her eyes have that spark that typically signals that she's up for a challenge and will do whatever it takes to succeed. She moves me to the back of her throat and tries to swallow as much of me as she can, even though I'm too huge for her tiny mouth. The males on the other side could hear my groan and her sigh if the mute option weren't available. Though not as loudly and experimentally as she seemed when she first entered the room, she sucks me off vigorously as my head falls back against the sofa. Her doing this with another man before me makes my blood boil. These tips are mine. Anyone who dares to disagree with the reality that Rose belongs to me will be shot dead in his f*cking sleep. I would never have to murder something easier. Her head bobs up and down as I continue to hold her hair hostage and look down at her. Although she doesn't move as quickly as I would like, her focused expression and continuous movements make up for it. "Ethan, what time can you get to the club? "Hades queries me. I speak again while keeping my finger on the button while unmuting myself, and say, "Nine a.m." I quiet myself again, but Rose snaps out of it and licks her bottom lip before moving to the upper one. "Is your game finished? I let out a breath. She slides her hand up and down my shaft and replies, "No. I want you to c*m in my mouth." Bloody hell. My d*ck couldn't refuse the invitation, so I almost arrived there and then. I don't give her a chance to reconsider as I slam my cock into the back of her throat while wrapping my hand around her hair and grabbing it in a fist. She has a gag reaction, so her eyes are watering, but she doesn't try to push me away, although it would be natural for her to do so. Because her character is more vital than I gave it credit, I confiscate her air and hold it there. My d*ck couldn't refuse the invitation, so I almost arrived there and then. I don't give her a chance to reconsider as I slam my cock into the back of her throat while wrapping my hand around her hair and grabbing it in a fist. She has a gag reaction, so her eyes are watering, but she doesn't try to push me away, although it would be natural for her to do so. Because her character is more vital than I gave it credit, I confiscate her air and hold it there. Even though she is gazing up at me, she still forms an O with her lips to embrace me. It shouldn't have been possible, considering I was about to spew all over her prominent rose nipples. Still, I harden even more when I realize that this spitfire of a woman is on her knees before me, allowing me to use her mouth. I mumble, "Ten maximum," in a normal tone, then mute myself once more and shove till I get to the back of her throat. Rose whimpers as her claws drive so profoundly into my thighs that they almost pierce the flesh and clothing. I use her hair to secure her head while I ram my tongue in and out her mouth. I keep my d*ck at my back, snatching her hair firmly to prevent movement. Fresh tears stream down her cheeks each time I do that, and slobber stains her translucent skin. But I don't stop. Offering her the punishment she nearly begged for last night, I keep doing it. She probably didn't expect me to arrive that quickly. I keep it inside and f*ck her mouth as hard as I can so that when she kneels down again, she will only remember when she is staring up at me as if I am holding her life in my two hands. Which could equally well be true. As my release hits me, I hold her in place by tensing the muscles in my back and balls. Her lips and tongue are covered by me. I yank my d*ck away and held her chin with my index finger before telling her to swallow. "Save every last drop." She does, gasping, but she never takes her gaze off me. This woman's level of f*cking stubbornness is unbelievable. She's still on her hands and knees in front of me, her face streaked with cum, tears streaming down her cheeks, and her hair in a mess, yet she still looks at me as if she made me fall to the ground. Which could equally well be true. She might have taken the war, but she won't win this fight. Once more, one of them addresses me. I let go of her hair and turned on the computer's microphone as I tucked myself in. Before going to the restroom, Rose gets to her feet and thrusts her chin in my direction. I keep watching her go back as the nightgown conforms to her bottom and, with each gentle swivel, reveals the line of her black underwear. My d*ck reactivates and begins to turn somewhat forcefully against the limits of my boxers. God. It was quickly reduced to a p*ssy-whipped state. As I carry on with my conference call, I hazard a guess that Rose is heading straight to bed after cleaning up in the bathroom. She makes no attempt to speak or even turn to face me. By the time I'm done, she is the only person on my mind, and I want to join her. I went behind her while wearing my boxer underwear and removing my shirt and pants. She closes her eyes and takes steady breaths. Why did she snooze so quickly? She made no inquiries about getting rid of the item. Pull back the sheets, lift her nightgown to her waist, and lower her underwear as I reach between us. The lovely globes on her rear temporarily divert my attention, and I grip one cheek. She slumps her head on the pillow and groans. I whispered to her sleeping figure, "This arse will be mine. Soon." I slowly separated her legs to begin the task and pull out the toy. Even while I enjoy my hold on her, leaving it in all day and all night is unsanitary. She groans again, gently tickling her nipple with her finger across the transparent material. I'm now tricky. Damn. With her sound asleep in this position, there isn't much I can do about it. I try to embrace her while hurling the toy onto the carpet. I can deal with the fact that it would worsen rather than improve my d*ck's position. Rose turned around, placing her hand on my arm and her head on my biceps. I paused to examine her serene features. Her lips make the tiniest of parts as her hair touches my skin. When she's asleep, she appears completely different—almost heavenly. She should be just as obedient when she is awake. Who am I kidding, though? This version of her always made me feel something profound inside. Even though she might be annoying, I would change nothing about her personality. Our heads rested across from one another as I pulled her onto me. The most challenging aspect of my task will undoubtedly be leaving this woman behind.