Page 27 of Boys Who Taint (Spine Ridge University #5)

Aspen

He throbs under my touch, and I swiftly pull back, afraid of what I might’ve unleashed.

“Grey wouldn’t like—”

“Grey would be more than happy that you’re willing to give your body to save his life.” Apollo puts his hands on my shoulders and slowly pushes me down. “And I’m more than willing to give you any fucked-up part of me you wish for as long as I get to have you.”

I shouldn’t. I really shouldn’t.

But I can’t stop either.

My knees slowly cave in on me until I’m right in front of his humongous thighs, and I feel like I’m committing treason just looking up at that deliciously muscular body of his, yet …

My fingers still can’t help but curl around his pants and slowly lower them.

There’s no way I could ever fight off Levi and keep Grey safe on my own while still being conflicted about the whole thing, but having Apollo in my corner could flip that balance …

at the cost of all of my morals. And if I want to keep my integrity, I risk losing my boyfriend.

It’s a choice between two evils, a choice I don’t want to have to make, but Levi forced my hand, and now I’m here on my knees in front of the man who could snap anyone’s neck with ease.

Under his devilish gaze, I lower his pants until finally his pierced shaft bobs out, and I’m still stunned at the size of that thing.

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.

I grab a fistful of her hair and make her look at me. “I don’t care if you have a boyfriend, or if he thinks you belong to him. Right now, you are mine . And that’s all that matters.”

Grey

Peeking through the gap in the shower stall, I watch my girlfriend get her face fucked by none other than Apollo Torres, the stud of Spine Ridge U.

I’m frozen to the floor, completely nude, but still scorching hot.

Not from the shower I took minutes ago, but because the second they stepped into this dressing room, I turned off the water and listened to their slow descent into sin.

And my God … I have never been harder than I am now.

My eyes are fixated on her lips as she takes him into her mouth, while my hand immediately dives down to my bulge, and I begin rubbing myself along with her pace. He’s huge, much bigger than I am, but every time she gags, a ripple of excitement rolls over my entire body.

It’s wrong; it’s heinous; it’s filthy as hell.

I should stop them, yet all I want to do is watch while he takes what belongs to me.

They think they’re alone while I’m secretly watching her, and it’s turning me on so much that no scalding water can compare to this building heat.

I can almost feel her licking me instead of him.

She doesn’t know I’m here.

That I know she’s doing this for me.

Not just to protect me from Levi … something I never asked her to do.

But for me, this debauchery is the best gift she could ever give me.

To be able to watch but not participate is the icing on the cake. I’m trapped in this cubicle, licking my lips like a dog in heat, unable to touch my woman. My woman who is being railed in the mouth by another.

Fuck.

My hard-on throbs in my hand, precum oozing from the tip just from hearing her moan.

Her saliva drips out of her mouth, but Apollo is relentless. He thrusts and thrusts, her throat barely big enough to accommodate him, and fuck me, it’s making my mouth water.

I wish I’d brought my phone in here so I could tape this and keep it in my little stash for all eternity. But my memory will have to do for now, and I will keep my eyes glued to their filth like a voyeur willing to beg.

I wonder just how far she’s willing to take this.

If she’s going to let him come down her throat, he’ll make her swallow it all.

Just the thought makes me gulp down a moan.

Can’t let them hear me, can’t let them know I’m watching.

Can’t let them know I want nothing more than for this to happen over and over again.

Another man … fucking my girlfriend.

Just like in my dreams.