Page 51 of Charmed By Apollo

“Hmm,” she said before leaning over to kiss it. When she heard him gasp, she nipped the scar and pressed her tongue against it before kissing and nibbling her way up his arm, and with each kiss, his muscles trembled under her. He smelled so good that she felt kind of lightheaded as she sat up and looked down at him.

He looked at her and then snapped his fingers. She was dressed in white lingerie.

“Aren’t you supposed to get me naked,” she complained, but she tried to keep from smiling. “And not in this contraption.”

“No. I’ve daydreamed about what you’d look like in that, and I’m not letting this chance pass,” he said, his hands exploring the lace.

“Fine,” she grumbled and started to lean down. But then he moved until they were on their sides facing each other.

He kissed her, a soft brush of his lips against hers. Oh, the way he tastes…It zipped through her, and she cursed herself for keeping herself from him. From then on, she promised to take every chance she got to kiss him.

And then his hand caught one wrist and the other before guiding them over her head. She gave him a questioning look and was answered with one of his devilish grins. Before she could speak, he turned her around.

“Yup, your ass looks nice in lace.”

“Apollo,” she managed to cry indignantly, but she couldn’t deny how much he was turning her on.

He slapped her ass, and she gasped. Then she felt his hot breath against her neck; he nipped the sensitive skin and then kissed it. It felt so good that she squirmed against him.

He cursed against her neck, the sound vibrating through her. “How can you not see or feel how much you affect me?”

“I do,” she said breathlessly, trying to move out of his hold. She was breathing so hard she was practically panting. But she didn’t care. “You have the same effect on me.”

He held onto her firmly. “So, this is more than just sex, right?”

She shivered. “Yes.”

When he turned her around again, she saw his smile. It was small, but it said a lot. This time, when she leaned toward him, he let her kiss him. The kiss was soft and tender, and she sighed contentedly.

“You don’t know how happy it makes me to hear you finally admit it,” he said and traced her chin with a finger.

“I’m done fighting this.”

His smile turned into a grin, and the kiss he gave her was slow and claiming. It felt like she was falling further under his spell and sank into the feeling. It was all that mattered. He mattered. And she could face anything with him by her side.

When he ended the kiss, she smiled and giggled when she saw the smile on his face. Giggled! They both had goofy smiles on their faces, and it was ridiculous but felt right at the same time.

“Now that that’s settled, what should we do now?” he asked, and then his gaze lowered to skate over her.

It felt like she could feel his gaze light a fiery trail down her body. “Uh, we could have really hot sex that makes us come so hard that we forget who we are.”

“Sure, that sounds like a plan,” he said while his hand moved down to her breasts and pinched a nipple through the lace. “Spread your legs.”

She immediately hooked her ankles together and pulled on his hold. “I don’t think so,” she said, giving him a small smile.

“And why not,” he said and nuzzled her neck.

“Mmm,” she squirmed and tried to press herself against him. “Just because.”

“I thought you wanted to come so hard that you’re going to forget your name,” he murmured against the curve of her breast.

“Well, you want me just as much,” she sighed as he pressed his face between her breasts. “It’s the only power I have over you.”

She watched him as he nibbled on the lace teddy and nipped her tummy. She moaned and jerked against him, and it was enough for him to slip his hand through her thighs, spreading them.

He gave her a victorious smile before he dipped down, humming with delight while he kissed her tummy and placed his knees between hers. He was still holding onto her hands and moved them to her stomach while he kneeled. She watched him greedily look her over, and a sigh escaped her lips when he slowly moved his hand up inside her thigh.

“So fucking hot,” he said, and his fingers finally reached her panties. “You’re soaked. Is this all for me?”

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