“That’s the plan, Greer.” He tilted his head back down. “No moving,” he reminded.
He placed a kiss on the side of my breast, and a tremor rocked my body. I was moments away from coming again, and he was barely touching me. This would be over quickly if I didn’t get a handle on my need for Apollo.
“This isn’t fair,” I gasped. All I wanted to do was run my fingers over his body and finally touch him.
“I’m not into fair. I’m into getting what I want,” he mumbled. He sucked my nipple into his mouth while his hand pinched the other one. He rolled my nipple between his fingers while his mouth sucked, nipped, and licked.
“I need more,” I begged.
His fingers released my nipple and snaked down my stomach, and cupped my pussy. His fingers deftly parted my wet lips, and his fingers sunk into me. “This?” he asked.
“Yes, please.”
“I love when you beg, Greer. I love it even more when you’re begging for me to touch you.” His finger stroked my clit, and it took everything in me not to fly off of the bed. I slammed my eyes shut and concentrated on anything but what Apollo was doing to me.
He kissed his way down my body, the cold air hitting my breast. “I’ve dreamed of what you would taste like, Greer. You’re sweeter than I imagined.” His fingers spread apart the lips of my pussy and his tongue flicked my clit. “I could spend the rest of the night here and still want you.”
I moaned as he sucked my clit into his mouth, and my hips lifted off of the bed. I wasn’t in control of my body anymore. Apollo took over my body, and all I could do was lie there and let him have his way.
His fingers pumped in and out of me, driving me insane while his tongue devoured my clit. With each flick of his tongue, combined with the magic his fingers were working, I exploded on his tongue, my hips bucking with each thrust of his fingers.
“Your body belongs to me, Greer. No one can give you what I can,” he growled. He pressed a kiss to the inside of each of my thighs and slid up my body. “Every touch I can feel you responding to me.” He pressed his lips to mine, and I could taste myself on his tongue as his hands roamed over my body and up my arms. He pulled my arms down, and I wrapped them around his neck. I held on as he rocked his hips into me, and I moaned as I delved my fingers into his hair.
“Apollo,” I gasped as he pulled away. “What are you doing to me?”
“Making you mine so you’ll never want anyone else.”
My heart soared, and I knew that this was precisely what I wanted.
Apollo Banachi wanted me and no one else.
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Greer had her eyes closed, and I knew that I was as close to heaven as I would ever get. I knew I wasn’t a good man, but Greer Cassidy was going to be my saving grace.
Her body was perfect, and I knew that she was going to fit me perfectly. “Sit up,” I ordered as I sat back.
She slowly sat up, a dazed and content look on her face, and it made me damn proud to know that I was the man who put that look on her face. I reached around, unhooked the clasp of her bra, and tossed it on the floor. She sat before me, and I felt like a man who had been starved for over a decade, and I was finally able to eat.
“You’re too good for me, sweet Greer.” I knew that hundreds of men were more worthy of Greer, but I was too selfish to let her go. I had waited too long for this moment, and I was going to have her for the rest of my life.
“Nothing is too good for you.” She cupped her breasts in her hands. “I’m pretty sure we were made for each other.”
I wasn’t going to argue with her about that. If she thought that I was good enough for her, I wasn’t going to talk her out of it. “Lie down back down, let me look at you.”
She laid down, her hands still on her breasts. “I’ll do whatever you want me to,” she rasped.
She lay before me, and it took all my willpower not to toss her legs over my shoulders and pound the shit out of her. Greer had always been the one thing that could break me, and I knew tonight would be the night I would leave this room a broken man who would never be put back together the same again. Greer Cassidy was the only thing that would make me whole from now on.
“Touch yourself for me. I want to see your fingers on that wet pussy.”
Her hands glided down her body, and her fingers parted the lips of her pussy. Her clit glistened as I watched her fingers rub over it. I glanced up, her eyes on me. “You have no idea how many times I’ve done this and pictured you in my mind having your way with me.”
“You touch yourself when you think of me?” I growled. I wanted to puff my chest out and pound on it like a crazed man. This gorgeous woman before me was mine before I had even touched her. I was what she wanted when I wasn’t even there.
“Every night,” she gasped as she pinched her clit between her fingers.
“Put two fingers inside of you,” I ordered. She pumped two fingers in and out of her tight hole while another finger slowly rubbed her clit.
I slowly stroked my cock in rhythm with her fingers plunging in and out of her. “You don’t even know what you’re doing to me, Greer. I can’t even think straight right now.”
She hummed low and arched her hips towards me. “Now, you know how I feel. You walk into a room, and all I can think about is you. Having you naked in front of me and not being able to touch you is driving me crazy. I need you, Apollo.”
Something snapped in me. The thing that had been holding me back for eleven years finally broke. I covered her body with mine and sunk into her in one swift motion.
Her breath rushed out from her lips, and she slammed her eyes shut. “Yes,” she moaned.
I planted so far into her; I couldn’t tell where I ended and where she began anymore. We were now one, and there was nothing that was going to tear us apart. I caged her in with my arms and slowly pulled out of her tight pussy. I could feel the walls of her pussy, gripping me like a vise. “Fucking hell,” I growled.
“Don’t pull out,” she gasped.
“Never,” I growled as I plunged back into her.
“I’m close,” she breathed. “How the hell am I close again? What are you doing to me?” she asked bewildered.
Her pussy milked my cock as I plunged in and out of her. I had no answer for her because I was so far gone that there was no way I could form a sentence longer than three words. “Because you’re mine,” I growled. That was all there was to it. Nothing else mattered except for the feel of Greer’s body surrounding me.
“Yes, yes…” Greer chanted over and over. She wound her arms around my neck and put her knees up, spreading her legs further apart.
I didn’t think it was possible, but I sunk even further the next time I plunged into her. “Fuck me, Greer,” I moaned. I leaned back, grabbed her knees, and used them as leverage for me to pound into her. “Come. I need you to come with me.” I reached down, flicked her clit, and felt the walls of her pussy pulse around me.
“Apollo,” she screamed as her orgasm slammed into her.
I plunged one last time into her, and I filled her tight pussy with every last drop of come. “Mine. Fucking mine,” I vowed.