Page 53 of Charmed By Apollo

“Mmm, that was good,” she said, running her nose against his neck. His delicious smell, now mixed with sweat and sex, seeped into her senses. She pressed her tongue against his soft skin, and she felt the urge to bite him. A growl began to rumble in her chest, and she pressed her teeth under his ear.

“Geri,” he groaned, squeezing her ass.

She snapped out of the daze and took a breath before trailing kisses along his chin. “Now, it’s your turn,” she said against his lips.

The next moment, she was on her back, and Apollo started moving again, slowly thrusting into her. She held his face and kissed him, lazily moving her tongue against his, savoring him.

When he rested his forehead against hers, she opened her eyes and realized he was watching his body rolling over her, his cock slipping in and out of her, her legs spreading so she could take him deeper.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned and moved to wrap his arms around her waist, holding her close.

She arched her back. “How do you want to come?”

“Like this but with you fucking me.”

She took the cue and started to meet his thrusts. Somehow, the desire and pleasure surged even more between them. She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to get even closer to him, deeper. Fuck, I’m going to come again.

She pressed her head against the bed, and he kissed her exposed neck. She moaned and grabbed at his arms while he pumped into her. “Apollo, I—” she managed before she started to come, and then all she could do was moan.

He held her hips to him, and every thrust from him made her orgasm coast higher. His lips found hers, and she sobbed into his mouth. Just at the point when she couldn’t take anymore, she felt him jerk into her, coming hard.

He slumped against her, his head resting on her shoulder. They were covered in sweat and trying to catch their breath. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his temple. “Still remember your name?”

“I did forget for a little bit,” he said, laughing against her neck. He raised his head and looked down at her. “That was the best sex I’ve ever had.”

“Really?” she asked, squeezing his back. “Even after all the practice you’ve had?”

“Yes,” he said and kissed her. “You always surprise me.”

She giggled. “Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m starving.”

“Mmm. Let’s order room service.”

“And you’re going to have to magic some pajamas for me; I can’t sleep in this,” she said, pulling at the lingerie that was sticky with sweat.

“Who said you’re gonna be sleeping?” he said before kissing her again.

Chapter 8

Geri

Geri woke up alone in bed and immediately felt that Apollo wasn’t in the room. She stretched her limbs and yawned, blinking away the remnants of sleep as she scanned the room. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, glowing gently over the unfamiliar surroundings.

The absence of Apollo beside her left an unexpected void she couldn’t shake off. It was strange how quickly he had become a fixture in her life

She sat up, ran a hand through her tousled hair, and reflected on the bond between them. She had never allowed anyone to get so close, to burrow beneath her defenses and touch her in ways she hadn’t thought possible. Yet, something about him broke down her walls effortlessly, leaving her vulnerable and exposed in ways that both terrified and exhilarated her.

Her stomach grumbled, and she ordered breakfast and impatiently awaited its arrival. When the knock finally came at the door, she hurried to answer, eager to satisfy her hunger. She watched as the server efficiently arranged the breakfast tray in her room, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the air and enticing her senses. Once everything was set, she thanked the server and poured a cup of coffee before grabbing a croissant and eagerly making her way to the balcony, craving the tranquility that awaited her.

Stepping onto the balcony, she was greeted by the sight of the sun-kissed beach of Akumal spread out before her. The golden sands glistened in the morning light while the gentle waves of the Caribbean Sea lapped against the shore with a soothing rhythm. It was a scene of peaceful beauty, a perfect backdrop for her quiet moment of reflection.

With a sigh of contentment, she settled into a chair, cradling the warm cup of coffee in her hands. She closed her eyes for a brief moment, allowing the aroma of the coffee and the sound of the ocean to wrap her in a sense of tranquility. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself gazing out at the vast expanse of the sea, feeling a profound sense of gratitude for the beauty surrounding her.

The gentle breeze caressed her skin, carrying with it the salty scent of the ocean and the faint rustle of palm trees swaying in the distance. It was a scene of tranquility, a moment of quietude amidst the chaos of her thoughts. The rhythmic sound of waves lapping against the shore filled her ears, soothing her restless mind and offering a moment of respite from the challenges that lay ahead.

“Apollo, where are you?” she murmured, her inquiry hanging in the air like a whispered secret. To her surprise, his response came swiftly, not as sound waves but as a gentle whisper within her mind.

“I’ll be there soon,” Apollo’s voice echoed in her consciousness, sending a tingle down her spine. She paused, her fingers tightening around the handle of her coffee cup, wondering if she had merely imagined the response.

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