NOT ALLOWED

CHAPTER TEN: BROKEN DEPTHS

ATHENA had taken her sweet time walking down to the lake, to slip down into the sun-kissed water. All while Mitch impatiently waited on the dock hoping she would do a quick swim around the lake and then they would be back on their way.

They were not.

It wasn't until an hour later that Athena pulled herself up onto the dock and shook her hair out- getting Mitch soaked in the process- and he watched as she ran her towel down her arms, and then her long legs, and then her-

Mitch forced himself to look away.

All he wanted was to get back to the house, then he could dry off, have dinner and then get some sleep before the next day.

"Did I get you wet?" Athena questioned as she laid the towel around her neck, Mitch gritted his teeth, he wanted nothing more than to slap the shit-eating grin off her face. But he couldn't, it was his job to protect her, not bring her harm.

And he knew that if he did it would get back to Irene... or Stan. And that was the last thing he needed.

So instead of saying anything, he followed Athena back through the woods to the house, and once they got inside he realized Stan still wasn't home, according to Pietro he wasn't due back till the next day.

What was even odder was when Apollo approached Athena in the kitchen as she poured herself a glass of Coke, "what do you want?" she questioned as she brought the cup to her lips and took a long sip.

"Your car keys, I have to run an errand, Pietro and Aidan will be coming along as well due to the whole bodyguard dilemma."

Athena raised a brow and pulled her cup away from her lips, "what errands?" Apollo frowned at her questions, he didn't like having to disclose what he was doing, "some paperwork, and then I have to go and get something from Saheel for Dad."

Instead of arguing over it, Athena took the opportunity to have some time to herself and told her brother where her car keys were, within ten minutes he was gone.

And that left Mitch alone with Athena.

A part of her hated the idea of being alone with him, but another part told her that now was the perfect time to annoy him.

"I'm going to my room." she called as she walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the hallway that led to the teenagers' rooms.

She cracked her door open and waited till she heard footsteps to begin reaching for the straps of the top of her swimsuit, when the footsteps stopped she turned and fixed her gaze on Mitch who stood in the hallway staring at the ceiling, "Mitch."

He raised his eyebrows while keeping his eyes trained on the ceiling, he knew.

"I need help undoing my top." Mitch let out a sigh and gently pushed open the door, as he approached Athena turned her head to face away from him again and waited for him to undo the knot holding her top together.

She felt her skin heat up as his fingers grazed her shoulders, they traveled just below the knot of her swimsuit before he brought his fingers back to it and slowly worked through the knot. When it finally came free he released the strings holding her swimsuit together and turned to exit the girl's room.

"Why are you leaving?"

Mitch fought back the urge to glance behind him, "I'm leaving so you can get dressed." he answered, he could feel his cheeks heating up and he had to shut his eyes for a moment to regain his composure, "I didn't say you had to leave."

"No..." he began, "but I am."

Athena rolled her eyes and slowly pulled off her top, "man, I was really hoping Pietro would bend me over the dining room table tonight, but, now that he's gone I guess that won't happen."

"And what was he going to do once he bent you over? Hmm?" he questioned, he probably shouldn't have been feeding into her bullshit, and yet he couldn't stop himself.

"Well since he's gone I was hoping you would, but, you don't seem very grateful for the opportunity." as she spoke she carefully pulled her top back on to cover herself and was more than surprised when Mitch turned around and placed himself directly in front of her within seconds.

"What is your problem?" he questioned, Athena frowned, "what's yours? You told me earlier that you would give me a reason to not be able to walk, seems to me like you're a bit of a liar Rapp."

Mitch gritted his teeth again, fine, if she wanted to play that game, then he'd play too.

"God, you are making this so fucking difficult." he grumbled, "you, are seventeen, and I'm twenty-three, legally, I can't lay a finger on you."

Athena tilted her head to the side, "I turn eighteen in less than two weeks, I don't think it matters much."

Mitch let out a huff before meeting the girl's gaze, "I need you to say you want to have sex, otherwise I can't touch you."

"I want to." she stated her hands falling from her top, "no, I need you to actually say it, all of it."

Athena's grin sagged just a bit as she sighed, "I want to have sex with you, Mitch."

That was all it took for him to descend upon her like a rabid animal. He wrapped his arms beneath her ass and picked her up to carry her across the room to her bed, and while he didn't want to hurt her, he wasn't entirely concerned with being gentle after how much she'd teased him.

Her top had already fallen from her breasts and Mitch found himself lifting her legs up to remove the bottom part of her swimsuit, god, he was going to enjoy this as much as possible.

Placing kisses along her jawline and down her throat, he slowly made his way to the valley between her breasts. Looking up at her for any sign of regret, he moved his head and took her nipple in between his teeth, he fought back a groan as she closed her eyes and her body moved beneath him.

He continued like that for a few moments before moving past her other breast and down to the space between her legs when Athena grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back up to her, she let out a pant before she spoke, "take your clothes off."

Frowning, Mitch stood and pulled his shirt over his head, when Athena seemed about as fed up as she could get she pushed herself off the bed and began to work on the belt that was securing Mitch's pants. After a few seconds, it came loose and his pants pooled at his ankles.

She looked up at him from her spot on the floor, her knees nicely tucked beneath her and her eyes shining with excitement. "Looks like you're ready." she mumbled as she slowly reached her hand up- all while holding his gaze.

She took both sides of his boxers and tauntingly pulled them down as slowly as she could until they too had fallen to his ankles and his cock was out for her to gaze upon.

And she did, for a few moments. Then Mitch grabbed her by the hair and formed a ponytail faster than she could stop him, and once he'd done that she knew exactly where things were headed. Steering her towards his cock, he let out a groan as she wrapped her lips around it and looked up at him through her lashes again.

Shit, Irene had definitely intended to make things difficult for him.

But as he pushed her along his length Irene was erased from his mind, instead, all he could think about was his pleasure.

It wasn't until a minute or so into it that he felt his stomach tighten and forced Athena as far along his cock as she could manage, which was quite far despite the fact that she'd begun to tear up from the lack of air, and as he released into her mouth he watched as she struggled against him.

The second he finished he released her hair and watched as she shot up from around his cock and began to cough, but he didn't care, he was still sitting on his high and he could still feel the pleasure coursing through him. He reached his hand down and gripped her face tighter than he should've, "did you swallow?"

She tersely nodded her head her lips squished together due to Mitch's grip on her face, "open your mouth."

She waited until his grip had loosened on her face to open her mouth and her eyes widened to the size of saucers when Mitch leaned over her face and spat into her mouth, "swallow that." he spoke planting a slap to the girl's right cheek.

Ignoring the blooming pain, Athena forced herself to swallow and once again looked up at Mitch. "You said you wanted to get bent over the dining table? You're about to get your wish." grabbing her arm the young adult was forced to her feet as the man dragged her from her room and through the hallway out to the dining room.

She knew what was going to happen, and still, her nerves were on fire with adrenaline.

Mitch didn't waste any time in forcing the girl over the top of the table with her ass sticking out for him, all he did was check the driveway for Stan or her brothers before he lined himself up with her hole and slid inside.

He thought he might just bottom out, she was so warm, she was tight, and she was so incredibly soaked.

So much that he didn't even need to spit on his cock for him to be able to slide through her folds, both Athena and Mitch let out a groan as he entered her and he forced himself to start out slowly, lord knew what he'd have to tell Stan if he discovered his daughter wasn't able to walk after being left alone with Mitch.

He was sure the man would murder him if he ever found out.

Reaching forward, he grabbed Athena by the hair and pulled her head back as he thrust in and out of her, he wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last, and judging by the moans that were leaving Athena's mouth, he was sure she wouldn't last much longer either.

He pushed himself to keep going for a little longer and within a few strokes he felt the coil in his stomach snap, and instead of pulling out, he pushed himself as far inside of Athena as he could pulling her hair even more when she let out a higher pitched moan and her body began to shake beneath his.

The two of them sat like that for a moment panting until Mitch was sure he was finished, after a few more seconds he pulled out of the girl and watched as cum began to drip from her. He'd never been one for most kinky shit, but he could make an exception as he dipped his fingers into her and pulled forth as much of his cum as he could, he wasn't going to let it go to waste.

Making sure to not let any fall from his fingers, he gently rolled Athena onto her back and forcibly slipped his fingers into her mouth, "lick them clean."

Watching him the entire time, Athena slowly ran her tongue over both of his fingers until they were as clean as they'd started. It was the sound of a car pulling up the drive that sent them both rushing for the girl's bedroom.

Athena tossed the man his clothes and shooed him down to the main bathroom before shutting her door and retreating into her shower, the last thing she needed was for her brothers to find out what they'd just done.

NOT ALLOWED

CHAPTER TEN: BROKEN DEPTHS