How crazy was that? The tension in me demanded relief. As if he sensed I wanted more, Apollo’s lips slid from mine and went exploring, teasing the lobe of my ear then my throat. He licked and sucked at my neck, drawing shivers of delight.
He shifted position to crouch over me, rubbing the five o’clock shadow on his jaw between the valley of my breasts. The friction, tickling, and teasing hitched my breath and tightened my nipples. They projected, erect buds shamelessly begging for attention.
They got spoiled.
Apollo drew the tips into his mouth, tugging them with his lips, swirling his tongue before gently nipping with his teeth. It sent a jolt through me that had my body arching.
He played with them until I practically whimpered. Only then did he move lower, kissing his way down my belly, nuzzling my trimmed pubes.
He placed a soft kiss on each thigh, and in response, I parted them further, exposing myself to him. A peek through my lashes showed him staring a moment before he dipped his head.
At the first lap of his tongue, I groaned. When his warm breath fanned over my pussy, I shivered, not in cold but desire. He teased me, the tip of his tongue tracing the outer edges of my sex before parting my lips for a true lick.
“Yesss,” I hissed as he ate me, knowing exactly how to suck, touch, and please. He tongued me as I fisted his bed cover, body trembling head to toe, my need coiling tight and then exploding. The orgasm hit and rolled through me, the biggest wave I’d ever surfed. A wave that kept going because he remained latched to my clit, toying with it until I panted, “I can’t take anymore.”
I’d had my oral climax. If he wanted a second—something I’d never achieved—I’d need more than his mouth.
“As my lady commands,” he purred as he moved up to cover my body. His jutting cock brushed against the entrance to my sex, and my hips arched to hasten his entrance. But did he shove it in like I wanted?
Jerk took it slow, easing his cock into me, making me feel every single inch. It was glorious torture for my already sensitized pussy.
“Fuck me, I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.”
“Then don’t,” I whispered back. “I need you.”
Magic words that had him fully sheathing himself with a firm thrust.
A gasp escaped me as he filled me fully. Stretched me. Had me clenching around his cock on the brink of coming again. He held himself over me as he began to move, his face intent but his gaze locked with mine. He pistoned his hips, starting out slow, but his pace increased to match the tempo of my ragged breaths. I met his rhythm, driving my hips forward to push him deep. My channel clenching. The friction almost too much.
I screamed when I came that second time, and to my delight, he bellowed too. The pair of us climaxing together, locked and rigid. I floated afterwards, basking in the relief of having finally taken care of the sexual tension plaguing me pretty much since I met Apollo.
I giggled.
“What’s so funny?” he asked, rolling to his side and drawing me against him.
“Guess Tigger was right. He accused me of being horny for you and told me to do something about it.”
“Not sure why that’s amusing?” he sounded confused.
“Because I’m pretty sure that just made things worse.”
“Are you saying I didn’t make you come hard enough?”
“No, more like you made it so good I’m going to need more.”
“I’m more than happy to give you your next fix,” he murmured as he began kissing me.
It took a bit longer for round two, but damn… I finally understood why some people got addicted to sex.
We fell asleep together, and I woke nestled in Apollo’s arms, a nice place to be, unless your grandfather was looking for you.
The bedroom door slammed open, startling me awake. Confused and slightly panicked, I sat up, clutching the sheet to my breasts, staring wide-eyed at Tutu, who held Tigger in the crook of his arm.
My smug dragon said, “Told you she was in bed with him.”
Tutu turned red and grumbled, “Don’t expect a discount on the furniture just because you’re sleeping with my granddaughter. As a matter of fact, I’m of a mind to charge you more.”
“No, you won’t,” Tigger announced, “because what’s Apollo’s is mine, what’s yours is mine, so technically those tables should be free.”
