It’s a long moment later when I roll over with her on top. I’m not ready to pull out, but I don’t want to crush her.
“You okay?” I ask, kissing the top of her head.
She puts her palm on my chest and rests her chin on it. Her eyes are heavy, but when she smiles, it lights up every part of her.
“I’m perfect.”
“Yeah you are.” I tuck a lock of hair behind her ear as I kiss her again. I’m still hard, still eager to cum again, but there’s no rush. “Stay the night with me.”
“I don’t know.” She bites her lip as she looks at the clock next to my bed. “I told my mom I was staying with Emerson tonight.”
“Then you can stay?”
“I don’t like to lie to her.” I can see the indecision in her eyes and nod.
“Listen, Celeste.” I hold her face in my hands. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“I’ll stay for a little while,” she says, and it’s enough.
With that, I kiss her softly and begin to slowly thrust into her once again.
Chapter Fourteen
Celeste
I cuddle in closer to Apollo, never wanting to get out of this bed. How am I ever going to be able to sleep alone again when I know I can have this? I close my eyes, savoring this moment. He loves me. The only other person that’s ever said those words to me is my mom. With how much we move around, there is never time to make a connection with anyone.
With Apollo it’s different. We don’t need all the time in the world to know this is something special. We’ve connected on a deeper level, and we both feel it. I’ve been so worried that he might end up hurting me somehow, and because we come from two different worlds it could never work between us. That doesn't matter anymore. It’s too late, because I’ve already fallen for him. There’s no protecting my heart at this point, because he holds it in his hands.
He’s never treated anyone else this way before, and it gives me hope that this is forever. I know we’re young, but I want this so badly. To be in love and put down roots. To belong not only somewhere but to someone.
I turn my head and kiss his bare chest. My sex is still tender, but after we made love the second time, Apollo let me soak in his giant tub while he went to get us some snacks. When I got out, he toweled me off and made me put clothes on so he wouldn't be tempted to take me again. He wanted to give me time to heal, and I smile thinking about how the clothes were no help. I’d all but begged him to take me the third time. I didn’t care if I was sore, because it was so worth it. Tonight was perfect, and I wouldn’t change a thing.
Still, somewhere in the back of my mind, Shy’s words whisper. I didn’t bring it up to Apollo yet because now isn’t the time, and the guy is likely full of shit. The Crew family is perfect—what kind of scary skeletons could they actually have in their closet?
Then again, with the mixed emotions I’m getting from Crew’s father, he might cause waves for us. I hate the idea of coming between Apollo and him. It makes me wonder if it’s me or if he would have been this way with any girl Apollo dated. After tonight, I’m a hundred percent positive I’m the only girl that he’s dated, so this hasn't come up before.
Thinking about someone or something coming between us has me sliding all the way on top of Apollo and straddling him. I bury my face in his neck and suck in a deep breath and inhale his scent. It gives me warmth and comforts me. He always smells like the fresh air. His arms stay wrapped around me the whole time I move around, never letting me go. When I settle in on his chest, his hold tightens.
“I swear you’re trying to kill me.” His cock jerks against me, and I smile. I don’t think his cock has gone down since we entered his bedroom. I wiggle on top of him, and his hold tightens even more, which I didn’t think was possible. “We can’t do it again, beautiful. I don’t want to hurt you.” I feel his hands move to my ass. “You want me to eat your pussy?”
Heat rushes my face. Gah, I love when he talks filthy. I think it’s because when you see Apollo, you couldn’t imagine him talking about all the dirty things that he does to me.
“What if I want to taste you?” I kiss his neck softly before I suck on him there.
“You don’t have to do that just because I’m hard. I’m content just like this.” He’s always the good guy.
“I want to do it. Are you going to tell me no?” His chest rises with his deep inhale and then falls.
“No, my cock is all yours.” His arms fall on either side of us in invitation.
I lick and suck his neck more before I start to trail my mouth down farther. When I get to his nipple, I circle it with my tongue then bite down, wondering if men have the same sensation there as women. He groans, letting me know he enjoys it, so I do it to the other nipple. After that I keep licking lower and lower until I get to his cock.
“I can’t believe this fits inside of me.” I wrap my hand around the base, feeling the hard silk. His hips jerk upwards, and a bead of cum slips out.
“You’re good for my ego, Celeste.”
I lick my lips, knowing it’s going to be a struggle to get all of him into my mouth, if it’s even possible. It’s not going to stop me from trying. Apollo has shown me so much pleasure, I want to give him the same.
“I’m not sure what I’m doing so—”
He cuts me off. “There is nothing you can do that I won't enjoy. I can promise you that.”
Leaning down, I use my tongue to swipe over the head of his cock. When I get my first taste of his cum, he lets out a low groan. The sounds he makes spur me on, and I do it again. This time I suck the head of his cock into my mouth, taking it bit by bit. I’m working myself farther down onto him, and I hear his sounds of encouragement.
“Celeste,” he moans loudly. “Fuck, beautiful.”
I relax my throat and take him all the way to the back. Cum leaks from his cock, and I greedily suck down every drop, loving that I can give him this pleasure. I wiggle my hips as my clit starts to throb with need.
“Are you getting worked up sucking my cock?” I moan a yes around his length as I take him all the way to the back of my throat again. “Shit,” Apollo hisses as his fingers tangle in my hair. “I’m gonna cum, babe. Pull back.”
I don’t go anywhere. In fact, I hollow my cheeks and suck as hard as I can. He shouts my name as he spills inside of my mouth. I don’t stop drinking him down until he reaches for me, pulling me up his body.
He shifts, pinning me under him, his mouth coming down on mine for a long, sweet kiss. “I’m so happy we both waited for each other. You're the only one for me. Ever.”
“Me too.” I pull him back down for another kiss and wrap my legs around him.
“Let me take care of you. Your pussy is dripping. I think you loved sucking me off.” I nod in agreement. I did enjoy it way more than I thought I would.
“I loved it, and I love you,” I say, finally uttering those words for the first time.
“I love you too, beautiful.”
He kisses me again, but then suddenly stops. His head turns toward the door, and then I hear it too. Someone is talking outside his bedroom.