Page 98 of Boys Who Taint

Apollo touches my face, his thumb grazing my bottom lip as though he’s savoring the look of me before absolute ruin, and he slowly pushes down until my mouth opens. “Go on … have a taste of me. Just once, and you’ll never have enough.”

I lean in and take him into my mouth, his thickness catching me off guard. He groans as my tongue dips out to roll around his length.

“Don’t be shy,” he says, and he grabs my cheeks with just one hand. “Show me how far you’re willing to go for that boyfriend of yours.”

Without even asking, he thrusts in farther, hitting my uvula, and I gag out loud.

“Fuck yes, make that sound again,” he groans, pulling out only to slam right back in again. “Look at me.”

I look up into his piercing gray eyes, and that devilish smile plastered on his face.

Fuck him and his fucking out-of-this-world arrogance.

And fuck him for actually making my pussy throb with that huge cock of his.

Apollo

Here she is,my little fat-cheeked Freckles, on her knees for me.

A perfect little plaything, just for me.

And I can’t wait to dig in.

“Finally, you’ve opened that filthy little mouth for me. Took you long enough.”

“Fuck you, I’m only doing this one time for Grey,” she spits back.

Good. I like it when she has a little bit of spite.

But I still thrust in so deep her words get stolen right out of her mouth.

“Keep telling yourself that,” I say. “You’re not just on your knees, taking my hard cock because I told you to. You’re here because deep down, you want to be a dirty little slut, and you want to be mine just as much as you are his.” My piercings scrape the back of her throat, and fuck me, does it feel good. “Because you’re just a fiery girl waiting for someone to douse the fire roaring in your body. Well, here I am, Freckles, ready to cool you off with some cum. Now open wide.”

I take a fistful of her hair and ram inside so deep the tears spring into her eyes.

God, they look so good on her.

“Fuck yes, take me deep,” I groan, my dick bobbing up and down against the back of her throat. “Can you taste the salt of my effort? How much I’ve held back instead of taking you whenever I want, wherever I want? How much control I’ve had to exert while waiting until you came to me?”

“You wish,” she retorts when I finally pull out.

I laugh and lean over to pick up the thread of spit between our bodies and slowly push it back into her mouth. “Yet here you are, on your knees, begging for a chance to eat the cum from my cock while your darling boyfriend waits at home. If that isn’t poetic, I don’t know what is.”

“Fuck you.”

She gargles when I’m knuckle-deep.

Is she annoyed I’d bring him up? Good. I want her on the verge of deciding whether to kill me. Because there’s no better sex than the murderous kind.

“Keep saying that, and I might just bang you right here in this very fucking gym.” I drag my fingers back out and allow her to breathe.

She gasps. “You wouldn’t.”

“Try me.” I rub the tip along her lips, then thrust right back in, not allowing her another word as I bury myself balls deep in her throat.

Fuck, this feels like sin.

I should’ve made her take me sooner.