Page 28 of Boys Who Taint (Spine Ridge University #5)

Aspen

When Apollo finally pulls out again, I heave and cough, sucking in the oxygen like it’s escaping me.

“When you walk out of here, you’ll remember the feel of my pierced shaft deep inside your mouth every day for the rest of this week,” he says, swiping his length all over my face until he’s spread my saliva everywhere. “Such a pretty face you have … Let me defile it.”

He spits on my face and slathers it all over before dipping his tip along with our mixed saliva right back into my mouth. “Lick.”

I do what he says, swiping my tongue around as he slowly goes deeper and deeper while looking me dead in the eyes.

“Can you feel me, Freckles? Can you feel me between your legs without even being there? Can you feel the throbbing, the aching, the wetness in your fucking panties?”

“Fuck …” I mutter between thrusts.

“Yes, that’s it. Moan for me. Let me hear you enjoy yourself on my cock.”

I can’t help it. The moans just slip out of me as easily as his hard-on does.

“I’m going to come down your throat, and you’re going to swallow it all like the good little slut you are, won’t you?” he groans, slipping across my tongue.

My eyes tear up as he grabs my face and pulls out.

“One more. Take it deep now.” He pushes in slowly, burying himself inside me before the throbbing begins, and my God, the salty flood that follows nearly takes me out.

“Fuck yes,” he groans, holding my face like he’s savoring the moment.

And I can feel every ridge of his piercings as he continues to throb.

When he finally pulls out, I bend over and cough as the mixture of saliva and cum is almost too much for me.

He taps my cheek and says, “Atta girl.”

“Jesus Christ,” I mutter between breaths.

“I prefer Adonis, but that’ll do,” he muses.

“Vain much?”

“Won’t deny that. But the only thing I’m more obsessed with than myself is you.”

Suddenly, he wraps both hands around my waist and lifts me. I squeal in response. “What are you doing?”

He lays me down on the wooden bench in the middle of the dressing room and says, “You didn’t think I was done with you, did you?”

RIP!

He pulls away my leggings with ease, tearing the fabric at the seam right there between my legs, leaving a hole the size of his hand. And he leans in to take an actual fucking whiff of me.

“God, the scent … so tempting.”

“What do you think you’re doing? This wasn’t part of our agreem—”

My voice is cut off by his nose rubbing my slit.

“Hush, Freckles. Just lie back and let me ravish this throbbing pussy.”

With a flat hand, he keeps me down as his nose rubs my clit right through the fabric of my panties.

“So fucking wet already,” he groans. “I wonder how much wetter you can get.”

“What?” I murmur.

He hooks two fingers underneath my panties and tears the gusset apart, leaving nothing to the imagination. My cheeks turn beet red while his eyes flutter over my mound, but when his tongue dips out, I nearly lose my shit.

“Just as I thought … delicious,” he hums as he starts circling my most sensitive spot.

My legs struggle to stay put, so he grabs my ankles, one by one, and places them on his shoulders.

“I have all the muscle to support you while you scream for me, Freckles.”

“You’re so fucking full of yourself,” I mutter, not even sure what I’m saying because his tongue is driving me crazy.

“I am, so maybe you can take some of me instead.” He swipes his tongue left and right across, flicking my clit until my entire body begins to shiver. “I’d much rather fill you up.”

“God,” I say between heady breaths, the wood suddenly feeling hard underneath my back. Or maybe that’s just the looming consequences of my actions slowly eating me up from the inside out, just like Apollo is doing to my pussy.

“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.

He gulps and lets himself go. “How did you know I was here?”

Clutching the wooden door, I lean in until he inches backward. “You think I don’t know what a whimpering mess sounds like?”

“W-what?” he stutters, his cheeks glowing red hot.

“How hard did you come? Did it feel good watching me lick your girlfriend?”

He grinds his teeth but doesn’t say a word.

I grab him by the throat. “Answer me.”

He swallows. Hard. “Yes.”

A smirk forms on my face as I slowly let go of him, but I could feel his pulse quicken the moment he made up his mind.

“You don’t mind that I heard everything?” he replies.

I laugh. “You think I care?”

“You should,” he says. “I could tell everyone what you did.”

“And let the whole world know you let someone throat fuck your girlfriend?” I snort. “I don’t think so, so let’s keep this between us. You and me.” I tap his chest. “Unless you want her to know what kind of filthy fucker you really are.”

He sucks in a breath as his eyes flutter down my shirt and abs.

My presence clearly overpowers him, and it makes me grin.

“I like the effect I have on people. How they can’t help but stare at my muscles, wondering if I fuck as hard as I exercise.

The answer is I do.” I tip up his chin with a single finger.

“And maybe, just maybe, I will let you feel what it’s like too. I swing both ways.”

His eyes widen. “Wha—I didn’t—”

“You don’t have to say it out loud. I know a subby boy when I see one.” I wink. “When you’re done hiding, come see me.”

And I turn around and throw my bag over my shoulder, leaving him to his lusty thoughts and that raging boner that sprang up a second time when I put my hand around his neck.