I leaned into the warmth of his massive hand with a smile. He had just taken care of me and didn't have to. He could have gotten angry and returned the money, but he didn't. He cared for me and expressed it with his actions. He didn't have to feed and help me with my hip, but he did without hesitation.
"I don't know if I can physically handle it," I whispered with heavy-lidded eyes, "My hip."
"Don't worry," Zeus hushed while pressing his forehead to mine, "I won't hurt you."
With a final breath, I felt his lips on mine. Not rough like Dimitri, but gentle like waves on the beach. He began caressing my face with the hand I leaned into, firm yet kind, while guiding me gently back onto the bed. He embraced me, slowly easing me down, being sure not to hurt me. The way he made sure I was okay helped me surrender myself to him. I may not know him well, but how he's been today gave me some form of comfort. Right now, I needed comfort.
His hand lightly caressed my thighs as my skirt fell to my hips. He began kissing my inner thigh, and one of his fingers ran over my underwear.
"Umm!" I moaned.
Zeus pressed one of his hands on my excellent hip, holding me in place, "Don't move."
I looked down at him; how he held me so dominantly yet compassionately confused me. He was different last time, dominant and cold. He guided both of my legs over his shoulders while removing my underwear. He was quick and delicate with his movements. It hurt to raise my hips from the pain I felt.
His tongue began rubbing over my opening, gentle and firm. His mere presence made me wet. I bucked beneath him as I felt a familiar burning of his fingers sliding inside of me.
"Zeus!" I cried.
I'm uncertain if it was his experience or that I've never been touched in this way before, but I felt as though I was already going to climax.
"Shhh," Zeus hushed as his pace began to slow.
"Wait!" I whimpered, "Don't stop!"
"I'm going to take my time with you," he huskily stated.
Pouting, I braced myself on both elbows, looking down between my splayed legs at him. He cocked a brow while smirking.
"Don't worry," he reassured me while pecking my inner thigh, "You'll get what you want. Over and over again until you beg me to stop."
I wanted to tell him no. Tell him I wanted it my way. Something about the look in his eyes eased me back down onto the bed as he began licking me and moving his fingers inside of me once more. The spot he was hitting within me arose a soreness inside—an immense amount of pressure-filled with no release. As soon as I'd get close, he'd pull away from me, even when I tried leaning into him.
"Uhh!" I pounded my fist in frustration.
"Did I hurt you," Zeus abruptly stopped.
"No!" I shouted, "I want to cum already!"
He chuckled.
"What's so funny?" I huffed.
"You know what to do," he growled.
I balled my hands into fists defiantly. Why was it so important to him to get what he wanted? Was his ego so big that he needed me to squirm like a dog? My ego was just as big, if not bigger. I can put it aside. Just this once.
"Please," I forced.
The look of victory overtook his expression, and he began shoving his fingers roughly in and out of me while ruthlessly licking my swollen clit. The sensations I was feeling were things I'd never physically felt before. I grasped the sheets, arching my back as an intense explosion hit me. My body spasmed beneath him as he held me down.
"Uhh!!" I cried out.
I began gasping for breath as the explosion subsided. I felt as if all of my energy was sucked out of me with that orgasm. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep before I could do anything else.