Page 11 of Charmed By Apollo

“Really?” Persephone’s gaze narrowed at him. “How?”

Geri sent him a pointed look. “C’mon and help me get those chairs,” she said through gritted teeth. “We’ll be right back.” She hooked her arm through Apollo’s and began to drag him away. He wasn’t surprised at all, and if she was a bit rough, he didn’t really mind too much.

“Hey, where’s the fire?” he joked as they went down the long hallway that led to the storage closet. “I might get the impression that you can’t wait to get me alone.”

She stopped in her tracks and let his arm go. “Whatever.”

As she hurried ahead, he followed her. “Wait—wait!” She had suddenly moved so fast, she was like a blur. Thankfully, he knew the location of the storage room—the room, the same one they had their first quickie in—so he dashed toward it. When he opened the door and stepped inside, she was there, her back turned to him. “Geri? Are you okay?”

“You do understand this is what ‘Netflix and chill’ means, right?” she said, keeping her back to him.

“What?”

“Netflix and chill. Like hooking up.”

Ah, so “Netflix and Chill” did not involve any Netflix nor chilling.

“Er, of course, I do.” Then it dawned on him what he had intimated earlier. “Geri, I?—”

“Okay, just so we’re clear.” Before he knew it, the she-wolf grabbed him by his coat lapels and walked him back toward a wall.

“What—oh.”

Fuck. Women who went after what they wanted had always been his weakness. And damn it, Geri seemed to tick all his boxes. But still…“Are you sure about this?”

Her eyes darkened with desire as she leaned over to rub her nose against his cheek—a move so erotic his cock twitched. “Yes. You do want this, right?”

“Uh-huh. Yes.” Closing his eyes, he allowed her to continue to nuzzle him. Her lips ran down his cheek, then traced up along his jaw, then to his ear. She buried her nose under her ear, taking in a long, deep breath. He heard the faintest rumble, like a low growl and realized it was coming from her.

“Geri? Did you just?—”

Her lips covered his before he could ask, and her hands began to attack his clothes. Not wanting to risk a repeat of the last time and ruin this tux, he helped her by shrugging off his coat and unbuttoning his shirt. Her eager hands pushed it off him, then roamed over his shoulders and chest.

“Like what you see?” he teased.

She didn’t seem to hear him as her eyes gleamed as she continued to touch him. Leaning forward, she once again buried her face into his neck and inhaled. Meanwhile, he lifted the voluminous skirts of her gown and traced his hands up her thighs until he reached her panties. Yanking them aside, he pushed a finger inside her already-wet pussy. Aww, jeez. He hadn’t even touched her yet, and she was soaked. She really did want to fuck him that badly.

She moaned against his neck and thrust her hips against his fingers. He obliged, pushing another one in her, stroking her tight, wet heat until she was mewling and panting against him. His cock strained against his pants, wanting to be let out, but he wanted to make her come first—among other things.

“Oh…fuck.” Her body shuddered, her pussy clasping around his fingers as she came, flooding his fingers with more of her wetness. He held her against him, allowing the wave of pleasure to pass.

“Now,” she demanded. “I need you?—”

“Don’t you worry.” He kissed her temple as he withdrew his fingers from her. “We’ll get there. But first…” Flipping their positions around, he pressed her up against the wall. “There’s something I want to do.” Something he’d been dreaming about since that first time in this very room.

“What—what are you doing? Apollo!” she protested as he got down to his knees and lifted her skirts. “We don’t have time?—”

“We’ll make time. Here, hold this.” He handed her a handful of her skirts. “Now, don’t interrupt me, or we’ll never finish.”

“Finish?”

“Uh-huh.” Easing her panties down, he pulled them off and tossed them over his shoulder. “Just lie back and enjoy the ride.” Her bare pussy glistened with her wetness, and he licked his lips in anticipation, then dove in. First, he licked up her slit, teasing her with the tip of his tongue. When she began to squirm, he moved higher, finding her clit and teasing it with slow, deliberate strokes.

“Apollo!” Her fingers dug into his hair.

Fuck, she was even more delicious than he’d dreamed of. He ate her out with gusto, laying the flat side of his tongue against her folds so he could savor as much of her juices as he could. Her moans and cries were like electric shocks to his cock, and the more she enjoyed herself, the harder he became. Reaching down, he unzipped his fly and fisted his cock, stroking it up and down for some temporary relief.

He thrust his tongue into her, fucking her juicy little pussy. She quivered around him with each thrust, rolling her hips against him as she came. Fuck, he didn’t want this to end. His hand gripped his cock tighter, pushing him just near the edge. He nearly lost it as she flooded his mouth, but he managed to hang on. However, he wasn’t wasting any more time as he pulled away from her, lifted her up, then planted her on his cock.

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