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Original Edition: 60. The Last Party

60

THE LAST PARTY

ARES HIDALGO

"Spread your legs."

I growl against her lips; it was not a request, but a command; between so many kisses, she has managed to close them, keeping me slightly away, my erection pressed against her knees.

She thinks it can stop me. I grab her hair, my eyes meeting hers. I can see the amusement in her gaze, she's challenging me.

"Spread your legs, witch," I repeat, pressing my hand into her hair. She smiles at me.

"No." she giggles. 

I kiss her again, my mouth relentlessly on hers, claiming her, leaving her panting. She likes to tease me, to challenge me, she likes it when I lose control and give it to her rough. So I slip my free hand between her legs, as she struggles, trying to close them, squeezing my hand, but I reach her panties, my finger brushes over them, stealing a moan from her.

I leave her lips to move down to her breasts, sucking and biting them over her dress.

I use my finger to pull her panties aside and touch her there directly with my thumb.

"Oh, Ares." She bends her head back.

"Do you think you can resist me?" I ask her, even though I know she can't, the way she is wet is all the answer I need.

Between gasps, she whispers.

"Yes, I can."

I raise an eyebrow, freeing her hair and using both hands to remove her underwear.

"Ares," she murmurs, she likes to play this, the attempt at resistance, to be fucked hard.

Abruptly, I force her legs open, she shudders. I grab the back of her knees and hold her until she is on the edge of the table, open and exposed to me.

The scent of her arousal is delicious and almost makes me send it all to hell and fuck her right there, but I hold back, I want her to beg.

I kneel in front of her and she cries out when my mouth makes contact with her intimacy, I devour her unceremoniously, without stopping, her moans echoing throughout the dark room, exciting me even more if possible. Her moans are my favorite sound after her voice. Her legs shakes on my shoulders.

Moan, shudder and beg for me, witch.

Your pleasure fills me in inexplicable ways.

You are everything to me.

I can feel her shaking and I know her orgasm is near, so I stop and stand up, leaving her hanging. Our eyes meet and the pleading is clear on her. Her brown hair looks black in this darkness. I run my thumb across my lower lip wiping it clean.

She doesn't move, doesn't close her legs, just stares at me. I take my time unbuttoning my shirt and she watches as each button comes off, exposing me. As I take it off, her hands run over my chest, down to my abs.

"You're so sexy, Ares Hidalgo," she murmurs, surrendering.

I grab her hand and put it down to my pants so she can feel how hard I am. She squeezes me lightly and makes me moan a little. Oh no, she's not going to have power over me, not tonight.

I slip between her legs, bringing our faces closer.

"Beg me to fuck you, witch."

She gives me a mischievous smile.

"What if I don't?"

"You'll go back to that party wet and unsatisfied."

She bites my lower lip.

"You will suffer too."

I step back from her and unbutton my pants.

"No."

She raises an eyebrow.

"Are you giving up?"

I shake my head, letting my pants fall to the floor along with my boxers, and begin to touch myself in front of her, her hungry eyes looking at me with desire. I brush against her wet entrance, but don't penetrate her and step back.

She opens her mouth to protest, but closes it, fighting with all her being, she doesn't want to lose. I'll make it harder for her then. I begin to play between her legs, her wetness slipping from my fingers, and she closes her eyes, moaning.

"Beg me, witch."

She shakes her head.

"I... Oh, Ares."

"I know you want to beg me," I murmur, moving my fingers faster, "I know you want to feel me inside you, fucking you, hard, over and over again."

I know she likes it when I talk to her like this, it turns her on and I'm crazy about her reaction to my words. I kiss her again, using my tongue inside her mouth to let her know how much I want her and that a single plea from her mouth will be enough for me to bury myself in her and end this torture.

When we separate to breath, she removes my hand from her wetness and with narrowed eyes says it.

"Please fuck me, Ares."

Her words send a current of desire coursing down my body.

"Say it again."

She puts her hands around my neck and whispers in my ear.

"Please fuck me hard, Ares."

She doesn't have to ask again, I grab her waist and pull her to me, her legs around my hips. I thrust into her with one thrust, a choked cry leaves her lips, she is so hot and wet that the sensation leaves me motionless for a moment.

I attack her neck and begin to move quickly in and out of her. Raquel leans back, holding the back of my body with her arms behind her.

"Oh, God, yes, Ares, I love it, more, please."

I hold on to her hips to speed up the rhythm, I can see everything clearly and that turns me on, I'm a visual man, so I love this kind of positions where I can see everything.

Raquel moans uncontrollably, the sound of our bodies' rough contact echo around us.

"That's the way you like it, huh? Hard?" she keeps moaning in response. "You're mine, Raquel," I tell her in the midst of the uncontrollable lust, "and I'm fucking yours."

"Yes!" She grabs my neck again, her hands move down my back and I feel her nails dig into my skin. "Faster!," she pleads in my ear and I growl in desire, obeying.

Nibbling on her neck, I keep moving, feeling her completely. I bury myself and lose myself in her. I squeeze her hips so hard that she winces, though I know she likes it, loves to make me lose control.

My rhythm grows relentless and fast, I can feel her getting even wetter, her orgasm is getting closer and that only brings me closer to mine. Her moans become even louder, her words are bolder and more sexual, and that's all I need to come inside her, with her. Our orgasms rages in us, leaving us breathless and in absolute pleasure.

I rest my forehead on hers, her eyes are closed.

"Raquel," she opens her eyes and looks at me and then it happens, that big difference, that connection that burns between the two of us. "I love you so much," the words leave my mouth, she always makes me so cheesy.

She smiles.

"I love you too, Greek god."

After getting dressed, we walk out into the lonely hallway back to Raquel's school gym, where prom was still in full swing. Raquel walks awkwardly and uncomfortably, and a smirk dances on my lips.

She notices this and furrows her brows.

"Enjoy it, you idiot."

I play the innocent.

"What's wrong? Can't you walk well?"

She gives me a light punch on the arm.

"Don't start."

I grab her hand.

"You deserved it for provoking me."

She snorts.

Running my thumb across her cheek, I reach up and kiss her softly, enjoying every little brush of our lips. When I pull away, I kiss her nose.

"Come on, witch, time to get back to the dance and let everyone know that your boyfriend just gave you the fuck of your life."

She taps me on the shoulder.

"You're still an idiot, Greek god."

I wink at her.

"An idiot you begged to fuck you."

"Shut up!"

Smiling, we return to the gym.

#

RAQUEL

Auch.

It hurts to walk, I was never one to believe in those "I'll fuck you until you can't walk properly" lines, but now I knew from experience, thanks to Ares, who walks around with an arrogant expression all over the prom.

I give him a killer look, to which he responds with a wink as he continues talking to Joshua. Ares and Joshua have been getting along great lately, which I'm really happy about, nothing better than your boyfriend and best friend getting along.

Dani is giving me a look that I know well.

"What?"

"You got fucked hard, didn't you?"

I avert my gaze.

"Dani!"

She raises her glass and clinks it with mine.

"Cheers, you bitch, I love it."

Anyone would be offended, but Dani means it affectionately, I know, it's weird, but what can I say? My best friend is weird.

Ares approaches us.

"We'll go to the after party at my house, right?"

Dani nods.

"Yes, Daniel sent me a text, apparently they are already there."

Apolo, Joshua, Dani, Ares and I leave the dance and head to Ares' car. It's barely nine o'clock at night, I can't believe so much has happened in such a short time.

The awkward silence between Apolo and Dani is vibrant and noticeable, especially on Dani's side. It's been hard for them to act normal with everything that happened, but I think we're making progress. Apolo didn't look for her again, and that broke Dani's heart and unnerved her. She's always had control over the boys, but with Apolo it hasn't been that way.

#

As I walk in the house, I hear someone call my name.

"Raquel!," Gregory shouts, stretching out his arms, and I hug him tightly, "Congratulations!"

I like Gregory a lot, I get along wonderfully with him, even better than with Marco. Marco is so..., I don't know how to explain it, his personality is very closed, so similar to Ares when I met him, maybe that's why they are best friends.

Ares push Gregory away from me.

"Enough."

Gregory looks around.

"Okay, Mr. Boring."

I allow myself to admire the room and it is decorated beautifully, with a few people and guys from Ares' high school. There are also adults, I guess some parents. My eyes recognize Claudia in a very nice black dress with two other girls dressed like her. I notice them passing champagne and snacks all over the place. Oh, they are serving people.

I look for Ares' parents, but I don't see them, and my eyes fall on an older man sitting on the sofa in a very elegant suit. Grandpa? Yes, that's him. Ares has shown me pictures of him, not to mention the ones hanging all over the house.

Grandpa Hidalgo has an incredible demeanor of confidence, I don't know how to explain it, it's as if his wisdom emanates in waves from him, and when Ares told me about the way he spoke to his father and Artemis, grandpa earned all my respect. A big part of me wants to go hug him and thank him, but I know I'm a stranger.

Artemis is next to him, in a suit too, I don't think I've ever seen him in casual clothes. Elegance definitely runs in this family.

I leave Ares talking to his friends and turn to Claudia, who smiles at me when she sees me.

"Hello, congratulations."

"Thank you, it was a... very interesting year."

She nods.

"Yes, I know. But you made it, I'm happy for you."

"Me too. How are you?"

She shrugs.

"Surviving, you know."

"I'm glad to see you," although she and I are not close, I feel a very nice connection with her. Claudia is the kind of person who gives off a noble and kind vibe.

"Do you want something?," she offers me a glass of champagne and I take it.

"Thank you, well, I'll let you get on with your business."

I let her do her job and walk away from her to sit on a sofa that I find on one side of the room, they must have moved it to make room for people. I swirl the glass in my hands, watching the liquid inside it, my mind distracted, thinking a thousand things at once. The couch sinks slightly beside me, someone sitting there quietly. I recognize the smell of that sophisticated, expensive cologne.

"To what do I owe the honor?" I joke, turning to look at him. Artemis smiles at me.

"Curiosity, your mind doesn't seem to be here."

"It's that obvious, huh?"

"I admire your ability to celebrate with him despite what this means for your relationship."

"It is not easy."

"I didn't say it was," he loosens the knot of his tie a little. "That's why I admire you."

"My mother said the same thing, something about being mature for my age."

"Ares is lucky."

I raise an eyebrow.

"Is that an indirect compliment?"

He says nothing, taking a sip from his glass of champagne, so I tease him some more.

"Artemis Hidalgo, the iceberg, just gave me a compliment. Am I dreaming?"

"Don't act so surprised," his eyes keep that air of sadness and melancholy. "I can tell the difference between good and bad people very well," he points at me with his glass. "You are one of the good ones and that's why you have my respect."

I don't know what to say.

His eyes fall on Ares, who is openly laughing at something Gregory said in the group.

"I never thought he would have the capacity to overcome what happened to us, to believe in someone in this way and change for the better. Not only because he was able to fall in love, Ares is not the same capricious boy from a year ago who didn't value anything or anyone. Somehow that gives me hope. Maybe all is not lost for me," he drinks the rest of the champagne in his glass in one gulp. "Thank you, Raquel."

He gives me an honest smile, it's the first time I've seen him smile. He gets up and leaves, leaving me speechless.

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