Annabeth's POV
After far too long, I was finally back at Percy's apartment. I watched her read a book to Percy as we waited for Nico and Reyna to arrive. Again, I found myself thinking, there was something so irresistible about seeing him interact with his daughter. He took on such a caring and protective role, and I had to cross my legs and squeeze them together to stop myself from getting too excited. Every once in a while, he looked in my direction and puckered his lips, sending an air kiss in my direction. It thrilled me know that soon, those same lips would be making their way down my stomach and toward my—
"Annabeth!" It was Thalia, running away from her Daddy and toward me.
He's my daddy, too.
I forced my mind out of the gutter as she said, "Here's my present for you!"
She handed me a Barbie doll that shared a striking resemblance to me.
"Wow, thank you!" I exclaimed, thrilled with the nice gesture.
"Do you like it?" she asked, giving me some of the cutest puppy-dog eyes I had ever seen.
"I love it," I replied. "Your Dad and I will have fun playing with it."
"So you guys like to play with dolls?" she asked, with all the innocence in the world.
"Yes," I replied. "Sometimes I like to pretend I am a doll and you Daddy plays with me." I saw him wink in my direction and it made me quiver.
Just then, Nico and Reyna entered the front door without even a knock. I guess they really felt welcome at Percy's place.
"Where's my favorite niece?" Nico called out to Thalia.
But Reyna was coming straight toward me, overwhelmed with excitement.
"Long time no see, Miss Annabeth," she said, filled to the brim with sarcasm. When she got close to me, she whispered, "I'm proud of you. I am so goddamn happy!"
"Me too," I whispered back.
"Hey," said Nico, making his way over to us. "I don't want to interrupt this love-fest, but I just need to say something to you, Annabeth."
"Hi Nico. What's that?"
"Well, I just needed you to know we are really feeling your absence back at the company. You left very big shoes to fill, and we can't seem to find a suitable replacement."
"Is that so?"
"I just want you to know," he continued. "If you feel inclined you're welcome back with us at any time. It would mean the world to me. And Percy. I mean it."
I accept!
But I thought it might be better for the future of my career if I seemed less eager and willing. It would make them all more grateful if I did finally return.
"I'll consider it." was my vague response.
"Fair enough," said Nico.
"I'll try my best to convince her," Percy chimed in. "I think, by the end of the night, I might be able to get through to her."
"Do your best."
I watched as Reyna gathered Thalia's things and hoisted the little girls up and into her arms. "We better be going. I think you two have some catching up to do."
They have no idea.
"Bye, Daddy! Bye, Annie!" Thalia offered.
"Bye, you guys! I love you all," Percy called out from across the room as Nico, Reyna and Thalia disappeared, leaving us alone at long last.
This was all I had wanted for so long, and it was too much to handle. I tried to settle into the moment.
Percy turned to face me. "Hi."
"Hi," was my only reply.
"Annabeth, I just want to say, I'm so happy you came and—"
Shut up.
"Come one, Percy. We can wax poetic later. Take me now."
Percy's POV
I need to pick my jaw up off the floor after hearing those words come out of her mouth. This unbelievable woman never failed to surprise me.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. I have to please her.
I want to satisfy her so well she would never consider leaving me again. I wanted to fuck her until we were old and gray. To guarantee that, I needed to deliver the best sexual performance of my life so far. And she was the ideal scene partner.
"I'm ready," she said, inching toward me. "Can I start unbuttoning my shirt?"
She was eager, and you can bet I was too. But we had not laid out ground rules yet. I was the only Dom, and as the person in charge of the scene, I needed to make sure we were on same page before I fucked her brains out. We would have to figure it out quickly. My juices were already flowing.
"Wait," I said, trying to assert power in my tone. "Stop."
"Please? I want you to touch my naked breasts."
"Not yet, Annabeth," I said, although I wanted nothing more than to gnaw on her hardened nipples.
"What's the matter?" she asked, some insecurity mounting in her voice.
"Nothing," I assured her. "This is perfect. We just need to discuss a few things."
"Like what?" she asked.
"Like a new safe word."
"Right. Sorry, I got a little excited."
"Me too," I said, wrapping my hand around her waist and cupping her ass. "Do you have any ideas for what you want to say if I fuck you too hard?"
"Um…" she was silent for a while before saying, "I don't know! This is more difficult than I thought."
"Well," I said, stumbling upon an idea, "What is something you absolutely hate?"
"Honestly?"
"Yeah," I said, grabbing even more of her butt cheek using it to pull her pelvis into my groin.
"I fucking hate bananas, even though they are perfect to practice cock sucking."
I busted out laughing. She always knew how best to brighten every situation. "Perfect," I said. "When I hear banana, I'll immediately go soft so you can practice cock on an actual cock." I grinned and sent a wink her way.
"Did you know, bananas are actually sterile? You can grow them with seed."
"Always with the facts, such a wise girl."
"Is that supposed to be an insult? Wise girl?"
"You know, it would make a perfect new nickname for you. Mio Ragazza Saggia."
Annabeth's POV
I needed to hear him say it one more time.
"Try again," I said. "Call me wise girl."
He places a firm but tender kiss on my neck. "I've missed you so much, mio ragazza saggia." He kissed me again, this time on my collar bone. "I want you so bad, wise girl." He gave me one more kiss on my lips. "You're mine, mio bambina ragazza."
"Yes, that definitely works," I said, my panties getting wet with approval of this sexy Italian accent.
"So, it seems like we've set up all the ground rules."
"It seems we have."
"So…"
"So…"
With that, he shifted swiftly into the role of dominant. "Follow me."
I trailed behind him as we approached the door that stood between me and paradise. He opened it and led me inside.
"Get on the bed. On all fours."
I obeyed.
"Turn around," he commanded. "I need your ass pointed toward me."
Again, I obliged.
I peered over my right shoulder and saw he was reaching for a tasseled whip. It was a prop I had never seen before.
He swung it in front of my face. "Is this okay?"
"Yes."
"Do you know why I'm going to whip you?"
"No, sir."
"You left me all alone."
"I know. I'm sorry."
"And now, you need to pay for your actions."
"Say you've been a very bad girl."
"I've been a very bad, bad girl."
He raised his arm and then thrust it back toward my body. The whip made contact with my left ass cheek, making me jerk forward, arched my back and cry out and feel myself get wetter as the wave of sensation and pleasure tore through my body. He continued to whip me a few more times, making me continue to arch and jerk and cry out in pleasure every time, before he changed tactics and whipped me from below, making it connect with my already glistening lips. I cried out a moan at the feeling, it stung but it made me want to lie on my back and have him keep whipping my pussy till I came with the sensation. He brought out a vibrator and pushed it in between my lips, initiating a deep moan from me. He kept taking it away though, making me frustrated. Now I desperately needed to feel his touch on me. To soothe the pain. Or further it. Either way, I didn't care.
"If you want me to fuck you, I need to hear you say it."
"I told you sir, I've been a bad girl."
"Not that."
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," I said, thinking maybe I hadn't hammered that point home hard enough.
"Not that. Don't keep me waiting, or be further punished."
What does he want to hear?
Though the temptation of getting punished sounds fun I can't any longer have his cock shoved into me.
"I'm sorry, sir. I don't know what you want me to say."
"Tell me…tell me you love me."
I stayed on all fours but turned around to face him. I wanted to look at his face while I said it for the first time.
"I love you, Percy Jackson."
He looked elated, his cock seemed to inflate to twice the size it was a moment before.
"Now please," I continued, staring at his member, "please put it inside me."
"You're going to get another whipping for trying to tell me what to do."
"Good," I said.
But instead of hitting me with it, he threw the whip down, ripped off his pants, and thrust his cock into me.
"Oh my god…you're so wet and so fucking tight." He moaned.
He fucked me so hard my elbow and knees gave out and I lay face-first on the bed, taking in every inch had to offer. Every so often, he would reach around my torso and reward me with a light slap and touch to my clit which would always result in me pushing my buttocks even more into him causing him to go deeper and lead to an immediate orgasm. When he blew his load inside me, I crawled out from underneath him, took his penis in my mouth, and sucked out every last drop of his precious semen. I was ready to go again as soon as we both had finished, but Percy had other plans.
"The next time I fuck you is going to be in my office. So you better show up for work. Monday, nine am okay?"
I looked lovingly at my Dom, my boyfriend, my sort-of boss, as he waited on my reply.
"Yes sir."
End Of Book ONE
Hey guys, so this was book one. Hope you liked it and are ready for more when I release my second book next month. Please give feedback and tell me how you have liked the story so far, and what you are hoping for in the next book. Love you guys lots and thank you all for your support.
P.S - for those of you who were my earliest reader, the name Alister was actually meant to be Luke, sorry to cause any confusions.
Book Two Summary
Percy and Annabeth's love story has been far from easy and it's about to get a whole lot harder. When Annabeth's past threatens his rights as a father, the pair have decisions to make. Decisions that have the potential to ruin them.