Page 52 of Charmed By Apollo

“Yes.”

“I’m pretty sure this is the most that you’ve said yes to me,” he said, smiling. “I could really get used to it.”

When she pursed her lips and sighed, his smile widened, and he then he pressed his thumb on her clit, and she moaned.

“I guess you’re not attached to these, so you won’t be mad if I do this,” he said while placing his finger in the hem of her panties. The silk easily ripped, and he flung it over his shoulder.

Another gasp slipped through her lips. She couldn’t believe how much she was reacting to everything he was doing to her.

He palmed her and pushed two fingers into her. It felt possessive like he was trying to claim her. “Does this feel good?” he asked, idly sliding his fingers in and out of her.

“Yes,” she gasped and tried to angle her hips to take him deeper. Her thighs started to shake. Gods, he’s just getting started.

In the next inward slide, he wedged a third finger into her, and she started to rock her hips, riding his fingers. He groaned and leaned over to kiss her. She bit his lip and kissed him back, trying to claim him just as possessively as he was doing to her.

Then his thumb pressed her clit, and all of a sudden, she felt an orgasm rush through her. The waves crashed through her, and he didn’t stop fingering her until the spasms subsided.

“Gods,” she mumbled and groaned when he pulled his fingers out of her. But then she felt his blunt head working into her, each little thrust eliciting a soft moan from her. The moment he filled her, he didn’t give her time to adjust before he wrapped his arms around her and dragged her onto his lap, kneeling under her.

“This is so deep,” she whispered, barely able to stop from moaning. The way he nibbled on her neck made her body arch into him. When she finally caught her breath, she wound her fingers into his hair to pull him back.

“What?” he asked when he noticed her staring at him.

“Did you use magic to make me come? That orgasm came out of nowhere.”

He laughed. “Yeah, I did.”

Damn him, he doesn’t even look sorry. “Is this the first time you did that?”

“Yes.”

She pulled his hair tighter. “Don’t use magic during sex. You’ve made me come without it before.”

“Nope, not agreeing to that,” he said, trying to kiss her, but she held him back. “Mixing sex and magic can be a lot of fun.”

“Then don’t use it to make me come.”

“Nope, same answer,” he said, laughing at her.

“Then don’t do it again tonight.”

“Fine,” he said, giving in, but he laughed at how she glared at him. “It still felt good, right? Don’t even try to deny it.”

“Hmph.”

He laughed at her again and started to thrust into her. “The sounds you were making were driving me crazy, and I wanted to hear your moans when you come. Those are always the best ones.”

The pleasure started to build again, spreading throughout her body. She sighed and shook her head at him but then kissed his smile.

He shrugged out of her hold and kissed her back. “Can we have sex now?”

“Oh, I didn’t realize we weren’t having sex since your cock is deep inside me.”

“It is, isn’t it,” he said smiling, then he gripped her hips, guiding her to meet his thrusts. “Let’s see if we can make you moan even louder.”

His lips skimmed the skin of her neck, the heat red-hot and branding. She thought she would probably still feel it even after that night. The feel of him and his kisses consumed her, taking over and making her toes curl. But she needed more and ground down on him, circling her hips so that her clit pressed against him. He placed his arms around the small of her back, pulling her closer, and continued to pump into her.

“Ah,” she moaned, her body coiling tighter and tighter with pleasure. There was no magic now, just the two of them and desire weaving a spell around them. She dug her fingers into his hair again and pressed herself even more against him as she came. Her moans grew louder as the pleasure poured over her. He held her tightly against him while she convulsed against him.

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