Page 101 of Boys Who Taint

“I have all the muscle to support you while you scream for me, Freckles.”

“You’re so fucking full of yourself,” I mutter, not even sure what I’m saying because his tongue is driving me crazy.

“I am, so maybe you can take some of me instead.” He swipes his tongue left and right across, flicking my clit until my entire body begins to shiver. “I’d much rather fill you up.”

“God,” I say between heady breaths, the wood suddenly feeling hard underneath my back. Or maybe that’s just the looming consequences of my actions slowly eating me up from the inside out, just like Apollo is doing to my pussy.

“Yes, make me your fucking god,” he groans, lapping me up.

“Big-headed much?” I scoff while writhing beneath him.

“Like my cock.” He grins against my skin.

Insufferable.

But goddamn, does he know how to lick the resistance right out of me.

“Don’t think, just feel,” he groans, circling my most sensitive spot before he dives right in. “I know you want this.”

“Oh fuck!” I moan, then grab the nearest bag lying on the floor and cover my mouth with it so no one will hear me scream.

“I told you I’d make you scream,” he muses, thrusting in and out with his tongue like I’m his after-workout meal. “Now let me hear you.”

He rips the bag out of my hand and tosses it away.

“Wait, everyone will hear,” I say.

“Exactly the fucking point.” A grin appears on his face as he eats me out to his heart’s content.

“The door isn’t locked.” Panic bubbles to the surface. “What if someone comes in?”

“Then they’ll have the show of a lifetime.” His fingers spread as he lays them flat on my stomach. “Now stay and coat my tongue like I coated yours.”

I whimper in place when he starts rolling around my most sensitive spot again. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and it’s driving me nuts. How could he be so good at this without ever having touched me before?

It’s as if he trained for this purpose.

“It’s finally dawning on you, isn’t it?” he murmurs, lapping me up. “This is what I live for. The muscles are just a distraction.”

“You’re a honeypot, and I’m the buzzing bee,” I murmur.

He laughs into my skin. “I’d take a million of your stings if it meant I could taste this sweetness again.” He sticks his tongue inside me and rolls it around so much that even my eyes begin to roll into the back of my head. “That’s it. Come all over my tongue, Freckles. Let me hear you moan.”

My hands squish the wood beneath me, nails digging into the wood as I struggle to keep the moan inside. Too late.

It slips out of my mouth the second he flicks his tongue across my slit, and the orgasm begins to wash over me. And for a moment there, I exist in so much pleasure that an actual tear rolls down my cheek.

“Fuck,” I murmur.

I just moaned so loudly I’m sure the entire college gym heard me.

Apollo licks his lips as if he just had a five-star dining experience on my pussy. “Exactly what I needed after a workout.”

He gets up and pulls his pants back on, then opens his locker and throws on a new shirt like nothing ever happened.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“We’re in college, Freckles. I have classes to attend. Don’t you?”

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