Tempt Me (Tattoos and Temptation #1) - Mia Monroe Page 0,48
wrong, he speaks.
“I have a lot of feelings bottled up too, Felix. Things that feel too soon and too late and just right.”
“I do not understand.”
“Yeah, I know that doesn’t make sense to you. It barely makes sense to me.” He exhales, smiling. “I just want you to know you’ve changed my life for the better.”
“Same.” I roll to my side, cupping his face before leaning in and kissing him softly. “I am not done with your body though.”
“I hope you never will be.”
“I can guarantee that.” As I search his sweet eyes, I know I’ll never be done with his heart either. “Are you ready for the next level?”
I watch as he swallows hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “Whatever you have for me, I’m ready.”
“I want to make love to you, Apollo.” He starts to speak, but I put a finger over his mouth. “My words may be sweet, but I will not be tender with you. I will strip you bare, tear you open, and climb inside of you. I will leave you spent and take every ounce of every part of you and keep it with me. Do you want that, mon amour?”
He moves my finger from his lips. “Fuck yeah.”
“Then prepare yourself mentally, my love. We are going to be here a very long time today. The sun will set, we will be hungry for food when it is over but satiated in each other.”
“You blow me away. Your words are fucking poetry.”
“I am inspired by you. Every artist needs their muse.”
He opens his arms wide. “Tear me apart, Felix. I’m ready.”
I smile, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. He thinks he’s ready for what I’m about to do.
But he has no idea.
Apollo
Felix opens my nightstand, pulls out a condom, and grabs the bottle of lube still sitting out.
When he turns back to me, he pulls the hair tie out that was holding his hair up, letting it fall in luscious waves around his pretty face. He unbuttons my jeans and I lift my hips to help him tug them off. My dick is already so hard, throbbing and veiny as precum leaks from the tip, pooling slightly around my piercing.
“You are the ideal man, Apollo,” Felix whispers. “Everything is so...manly. Your body, your scent, your voice. I am seduced by your mere existence. What a treat to touch you intimately.”
I shake my head. He nearly worships me, and coming from anyone else, I think it would make me uncomfortable, but from Felix, it feels like hot soup on a cold day or sinking into a steamy bath. It’s comforting and reassuring and authentic.
I love him.
My chest tightens with that knowledge, in a good way, as if straining to hold the words and emotions in until the time is right. He’ll reject them if I say them now in the throes of lust. It’s impulsive, I think, to be in love after a few weeks, but maybe that’s how it happens. Maybe it doesn't always take months or years to know when someone is your person. I’ve known Felix, on some level, for years. Now it feels like our hearts are aligning, beating in time, realizing they found a match.
I love him.
The tightness recedes, unfurling like a blooming flower opening its petals to the sun. It’s the nicest feeling I’ve ever had.
“I want you to relax for me,” Felix says, breaking into my thoughts. “And tell me if anything is uncomfortable or unwanted.”
“Sure.”
Felix smiles, stroking my cock in one hand and my thigh with the other. “Remember last night I told you I was going to stretch you so perfectly?”
“I remember every word.”
“Now you will experience it.”
I watch his elegant movements as he pours a bit of lube on his fingers, rubbing the silky liquid between them to warm it. He settles between my legs, dragging his tongue along my shaft then sucking me into his hot mouth. I exhale, immediately lost in pleasure as Felix works me over.
“Spread your legs, Apollo.”
I do as he demands, my breath becoming heavy in my chest. Felix tickles my entrance, and I exhale slowly to relax.
“Have you had anything in here before?”
I chuckle. “Finger. Mine.”
“Was it nice?”
“Yeah, but I was looking for this prostate I hear about. Couldn’t find it.”
“Oh,” he laughs softly. “I will find it. Have no doubt, mon chouchou.”
“I don’t.”
“Breathe out for me.”
I do and feel Felix’s finger slide in. “Oh fuck.”
“It is good?”
“Yeah.”
“Mm, yes, it is good. You are so hot