Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 181613 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 908(@200wpm)___ 726(@250wpm)___ 605(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181613 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 908(@200wpm)___ 726(@250wpm)___ 605(@300wpm)
“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?”
Oh right. I forgot we’re actually on campus.
“I did what you asked,” I say, clearing my head. “You’d better keep your end of the deal.”
“Did I say I wouldn’t?” he replies.
“How am I going to walk out of here? My clothes are torn up,” I mutter.
“Naked,” he muses. “I’d give you a million bucks to watch you do it.” He winks.
I grab a dirty towel off the floor and throw it at him. “Not funny.”
“Here.”
He tosses me a pair of pants from his bag. It’s the least he could do after ripping my leggings and panties.
“They’re probably oversized for you, but at least you don’t have to strut around butt-naked with that juicy ass.” He licks his top lip while looking at me intently as I take off my torn leggings and leave them in the corner.
Even when he just had his way with me, he’s still horny as hell.
I put on what he threw at me, which are surprisingly comfy lounge pants, but I have to secure the knot tightly to keep them in place.
“I look good on you, Freckles.” He winks with absolute smugness as he puts all his stuff back in his bag like we didn’t just tongue wrestle each other’s privates. “I look better inside you, though. Next time.”
“Next time?” I squawk.
The smoldering laugh that follows makes me waltz out.
“You fucking wish!” I add as I slam the door behind me.
But I doubt he can hear me over the sound of his own ego.
Apollo
With a grin on my face, I stare at the door through which she just walked out.
Everyone will soon know something went down here.
But I won’t be the one to spill our little secret. I’ll let him do the talking.
“You can come out now.”
I hear a short sigh emanating from the shower stalls, so I push open the unlocked door.
Aspen’s boyfriend, Grey, is right there, in the nude.
And he doesn’t even try to cover himself up. Or clean the obvious jizz stain on the floor.
“You saw everything,” I mutter, tilting my head at the sight of his flustered face. “Enjoyed yourself?”
My eyes travel down toward the obvious half-hard cock still in his hand.