Confused frustrations

It was quiet. Terribly so, that if a pin dropped, everyone was going to hear it.
“So, I hope the meal is up to standard?” Hades asked, causing me to roll. Y eyes, luckily,, my mum did not see that.
“Of course! It’s actually good.” I sighed, it was obvious that my mum wanted to get into his good graces. It was just eggs and toast and she made it sound like it was some Michelin dinner.
From there, given the opportunity to speak, she went off the bat talking about everything and anything.
I sighed. This was better than staying in silence.
“Oh that reminds me, val, i think i think it would be wonderful to go on a vacation, don’t you think?”
I froze taking the food midway into my mouth
“WHAT!!!!” I coughed, composing myself a bit.
She said nothing, just smiling at me “mum, I have work and ...” she waved it off, no even giving me a chance to explain
“it would all work out” she said, still having that smile on her face.
**
I was sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at the open window. A soft breeze drifted in, stirring the curtains, but it did nothing to ease the tight knot forming in my stomach. “there is no way she is going to let it go” I muttered to myself.

A knock came at the door, causing my blood pressure to spike a bit.

"Valerie?" mum's voice was hesitant, yet I could not stop the disappointing feeling that I felt when I saw her.

I turned, forcing a smile. "Yeah, Mom? What's up?"

She stepped into the room, her hands clasped in front of her, and took a deep breath before sitting down next to me on the bed.

"I was serious about what i said earlier " she began, her tone gentle but firm, as if she was trying to cushion the blow before it even landed.

"Okay…" I nodded, though every part of me wanted to stand up and walk out before she could say another word. With mum it was pointless, once her mind was set on something she Was no stopping her. I could only hope that she changed her mind and I had just the solution for that.

She looked away, out the window for a moment, as though searching for the right words. "You know, Hades and I… our marriage might be sooner.." Her eyes flickered back to me, gauging my reaction. I kept my face blank, refusing to give her anything.

"Oh," I replied, my voice tight and a little high pitched. “do you love him that much ma?”I looked at her hoping my ears were not hearing well. “mum you barely know this man! How well can you trust him?”
“Well she continued, swallowing hard, “we’re going away for a while. A vacation, just the three of us, i know it would be more than enough time to get to know him as well as i need to, you know?” I opened my mouth to say something but she cut me off.

“I know how you feel about him,” her voice firmer now, the softness slipping away. “But he’s important to me, Valerie. And I think it would be good for you to spend more time with him.”

I stared at her, fear gripping over my very existence. It was the worst idea to spend anymore time with him, in fact it was to be the opposite
I opened my mouth, ready to tell her what had happened earlier, “mum, that’s not the smartest Idea right-“ the door swung opened, revealing Hades, he gave me a deep look before he looked at my mum
“Lilly love” he called, taking my mums attention in am instance. “I need to speak to you about something.”
“Sure!” she smiled, leaving the room.
“You better shit up if you know what is good for you” he threatened, his voice Rougher than usual.
**
I sighed, collapsing on the floor immediately I reached my apartment.
I kissed Hades.
The thought that I actually enjoyed it messed with my mind.
“I just haven’t gotten any action for a moment, that’s all.” I sighed. Explaining to myself as my mind went back to the way he kissed me while tightly holding my neck.
It was.... pleasurable. The mere remembrance of his hands around my neck sent blood rushing down south.
“Fuck it”, I muttered closing my eyes as a sigh escaped my lips.
I traced my fingers along my own body, stopping just at my panties. I was already soaked, the fabric trying but failing to hold back dam that was overflowing.
I sighed. I pulled the underwear down. Just to my knees giving myself just enough access to my clit.
Without meaning to, my found myself in the bathroom again, his hands around my neck while his eyes bore holes in my eyes as he refused to look away.
I stroked my clit, biting back the moan that tried to escape.
‘His fingers were bigger’ I thought as I bit back another moan unsuccessfully.
I went faster, needing the friction but... it was not enough, far from it.
“Mgh!!!” I cried in frustration, sticking my fingers in, and
“ahhhhh!! Right there” I muttered the last part as I found my sweet spot.
I moved my other hand to my nipple, playing with them ‘I needed more’ I thought as pinched harder, fighting the moan.
I couldn’t help but find myself trapped in an imagination;
His hot lips on my nipples, sucking the life out of them.
His powerful yet gentle strokes on my clit and then thrusting just the right spot to make me cum.
I switched between stroking and thrusting with my fingers adding a two more to feel that girt.
I needed him in....
“H..Hades!” I cried, unable to keep the moans at bay as I became spent.
As I came down from my climax, I found myself shocked
I had done this to get my mind away from him but somehow, that was the only way I could climax.
“I. Am. Fucked.”