Annabeth's POV

Did he really just shush me again?

Normally this would bother me. A lot. But right now, I was hot and bothered, because as Percy purred another soft, "Shh," into my ear, he dragged his finger up my skirt and along my inner thigh to the drenched silk of my underwear.

Percy Jackson is going to be the end of me.

"I'm going to touch you now. Just like you wanted," he said, as he pushed my underwear to the side.

I nodded, scared if I spoke another word, I would be denied the thing I longed for the most. But inside, every part of me screamed, YES!

Finally, he unfolded me, sinking two fingers into my aching hole.

Wow.

I hadn't been touched by a man in years, but his fingers inside me, after all the anticipation, felt better than anything I had ever experienced or imagined. My knees buckled as he started pumping into me in a slow, steady rhythm. He tightened his grasp on my ass and pushed me back up the wall as he increased the tempo of his strokes. I pulled at his hair and sucked hard on his neck, sure I would cum in an instant if he kept going like this.

Percy's POV

When she was on the verge, I started to slow my rhythm. I wasn't ready to let her finish just yet. I pressed her further against the wall so my body encased hers, kissing her hungrily. Kiss after kiss, we explored each other, reveling in each other's taste in a frenzy of lust. I ripped off Annabeth's skirt leaving her bottom half in panties alone, and then leaning into her again.

"I'll buy you a new outfit," I whispered softly. She gasped as I slowly pulled my fingers out of her sex and whipped her body around to face the wall.

"Oh…my god…ahhh," Annabeth moaned as my throbbing member found its place between her ass cheeks, blocked only by a thin layer of fabric.

"What is it, bella?" I growled, grinding into her.

"Why do you torture me?" Annabeth sighed, pushing off the wall slightly to feel more of my hardness.

"Why do you torture me? I repeated back to her, pulling her panties down in one swift movement.

"Tell me what you want again," she said, her voice shaking.

I pulled back her gold locks with one hand and whispered in her ear, "You." The answer was simple and true.

I kissed my way down her back to her exposed ass. I planted a kiss on her right cheek. And then her left. I spread them apart slowly and made my way to her glistening folds, gifting her with a long, agonizing lick.

She moaned in ecstasy, and I gripped her ass even tighter and inched my tongue toward her clit. But to my surprise, she pulled away from my grasp, turned around, and pushed me gently onto the bed. I sat down and waited as I heard her move toward me. Skirt torn, panties gone, she climbed on top of me.

"I want to go down on you first," Annabeth said. "I want to be the one that pleases you tonight." I reached for her face, cupping it gently in my hands. "You're gorgeous, mio piccolo topo," I breathed, making sure my eyes were facing hers.

"I'm not just a pretty face. Just wait till you see what I can do."

With that she reached for my boxers, pulling them down my ankles. I smiled.

"Bella…"

She lowered herself toward my hardness, hovering for a moment before flicking her tongue over the head and then slipping it into her mouth. I nearly reacted out loud but kept my cool as she sucked me and sucked me and—

Fuck, it feels so good.

I rested a hand in her gold hair and closed my eyes in ecstasy. When he licked me again, a surge of dominant desire took over me. I grabbed a handful of her hair and slid myself deep into her mouth until she gagged. I let go of her head, worried I may push her too far.

"I'm sorry, Annie, I won't."

She only responded by taking my hardness back into her mouth. But she didn't start to move up and down my shaft. She was waiting for something…

My instructions.

I grabbed a hold of her curls again and started to slide her mouth along my member, the most sensitive part of my cock, exploring the back of her throat. Over and over, I slid in and out of her warm mouth at my pace. And she didn't fight back. She obeyed. As she choked on me, I fell into complete and total ecstasy , cumming a hot load into her mouth. I grunted as she swallowed my release. I was in a swirl of sensation when I felt her crawl into the crook of my arm.

"How did I do, Mr. Jackson?" she whispered into my ear.

She'll be the perfect sub.

I imagined it as I listened to Annie freshen up in the bathroom. She had let me control her through the most perfect blowjob. Imagine the ecstasy of her submitting to be fully…

My god.

"Percy?"

I sat up and squinted at the slight figure silhouetted in the bathroom lights.

"Yes, bella?"

"Please, keep this between us."

She spoke softly, and for a moment, I was worried she regretted what we'd done.

"You're not having second thoughts about this, are you?" I asked, not wanting any ambiguity. Annie was becoming important to me, and I didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.

"No, not at all. It was amazing. I just…" She paused for a moment, choosing her words carefully. "Nico hired me, Percy. He's my boss. You're technically my boss. To top it off, you're his brother."

My expression stayed neutral, but of course, I understood why Annie wanted this kept between us. She was risking a lot. And it made me respect her even more.

"I worked hard to be here," she continued in an even tone, trying her best not to upset me. "My career needs to outlast this fling so—"

"Who said it's only a fling?" I asked.

She sighed. "I just don't want to lose my job over this…whatever this is."

"You won't. It stays between you and me, bella."

I sealed the promise with a kiss on her forehead as she sat down next to me. We lay back on the bed and I felt the gentle pressure of her head on my chest.

"This is only the beginning, right?" I asked softly, a hand running gently through the stands of her luscious gold locks.

"We'll see," she replied, giving me the same vague sentiment as she did when he stood among the Tuscan Ruins.

I smirked as I started to drift off to sleep. After the sweet release tonight, I could deal with, "We'll see."

Annabeth's POV

Peering out from my window seat, I took in the beauty of Tuscany one last time. The lights emanating from the buildings became more and more distant until they were swallowed by darkness. So much had happened in Italy, it had almost felt like a dream.

Fancy dinners. Important meetings. Going down on my boss. Oh my!

But now, it was time to go back to reality. I looked to my right and saw Percy Jackson already asleep, his Trojan face squished against his hand adorned with a gold Rolex.

Jesus. Even when he sleeps, he's gorgeous.

Calvin flew back to London a day earlier, and I was glad I got to share a private flight alone with Percy Jackson, asleep or not.

Did he mean what he'd said about this being more than just a fling? He still wanted me as his sub, that much was clear, and to be honest, after last night, I was secretly becoming open to the idea. But would things be as exciting back at home? But then, my mind flew back to Nico. My actual boss…and Percy's brother. Could I actually be involved with the Greek God without him finding out?

Shit.

I wonder what the future would hold. I wondered how much I was willing to put on the line for one man. But then I thought about his strong jawline. His bulging muscles. His impossible talent for saying exactly what I wanted to hear. One thing was for certain: I needed to know what more Percy had in store for me. My body couldn't wait to find out.

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