Hades stood, loosening his tie and cufflinks. Persephone tilted her head back, her gaze trailing the planes of his well-muscled physique.
“Ten seconds,” he said.
Persephone looked confused. She’d expected other words to come out of his mouth like undress or come here.
“What?”
Maybe she’d misread the tension in this room. Her gaze dipped where his erection strained against his slacks.
She hadn’t.
“You have ten seconds to hide. Then I will seek you out.”
“Your fantasy is hide and seek?” she asked.
“No. My fantasy is the chase. I am going to hunt you and when I find you, I will bury myself so far inside you, the only thing you’ll be able to say is my name.”
That seemed fair.
Published on August 25, 2019 18:41