Tempt Me (Tattoos and Temptation #1) - Mia Monroe Page 0,65
gifts, or rubbing my hands and feet after a long week of baking. For my part, I’ve gotten very good at sneaking into his office on lunch breaks and sucking the life out of him. The passion is alive and well with us.
As we kiss, I roll us over so that I’m on top of him. I grind my hardening cock into his, rubbing myself through the sheer white material. Instead of the usual bra and panties set, I bought an entire nightie, perfect for a wedding night.
“Are you ready for this dick?” I ask.
“Fuck yeah.”
I scoot up his body until my knees are on either side of his face. He gazes up at me, his eyes hooded, his hands stroking my stocking-covered thighs. I begin rocking back and forth, my heavy balls dragging across his chin.
“You can ruin these, lover. In fact, I want you to.”
A low moan leaves Apollo’s lips. “Move up higher.”
I do, and now Apollo’s hot mouth is on everything. Through the fabric of my panties, he laps at my dick and balls, and then at the crevice of my ass. He pushes me back just a little.
“Oooh, amour,” I murmur as I rock against his tongue. “You should see this view. I can see the Eiffel, the moon highlighting her beauty.”
“You up for an adventure?”
I nod, smiling. “Always with you.”
“Sweet.”
He throws me back but then gently scoops me into his arms. I wrap around him for support as he lifts me from the bed and carries me to the sliding glass door in our room.
He opens it, pulling me onto our patio as he kisses me. It’s cold, so I press into the heat of his body.
“Amour?”
“You wanted to be fucked at the top of the Eiffel tower?” he murmurs against the skin of my neck. "How about just a view of it instead?”
“On the patio?” I whisper in a scandalized tone.
“No one can see us.”
Glancing around, I survey the high stone walls on either side of us, the thick wrought iron in front of us. We’re several stories up, facing a courtyard, so it is unlikely anyone would be down there this late on a cold night.
“Perfect,” I purr.
“Yes, you are. Hands against the railing.”
“Ooh bossy. I like it.”
“I’ve learned a thing or two since knowing you.”
“You certainly have.”
Apollo’s hot lips dance on the back of my neck as he burrows his face in my hair. His hands skate across my nipples, pinching them through the lacy fabric. He moves down my body, peppering kisses along his path, until I feel his tongue dragging up my calf.
“These heels are sexy, baby.”
“I am glad you are pleased.”
“Beyond words.” He stands again, gripping my chin and twisting it toward him for another bruising kiss. “You sure I can ruin these?”
“Oh yes. I bought them with that intention.”
“Mmm, beautiful.”
His fingers dig into the delicate lace of the panties, literally tearing them from my body, earning a gasp from my lips. I feel his fingers tickling my entrance, pausing only to wet them before going back again. He fingers me as he kisses my neck and mouth, my arms up and behind me, buried in his hair.
“Finger yourself for me, Felix.”
I nod, feeling a shiver of desire through me. This is our new game, and it is delightful. Apollo moves back, watching me as I suck on my index and middle finger, then, bending slightly, I push them into my ass. I moan from the sensation of Apollo's hungry eyes on me while I get myself ready for his beautiful cock.
“Fuck, baby,” he whispers. “You’re so hot.”
I nod, pumping my fingers into my hole while Apollo kneels underneath me pressed against the railing, his hot breath teasing my dick.
“You were right,” he says. “This piercing is hot.” He flicks his tongue over the barbell in the head of my dick. “It feels so good inside me.”
“Now, amour, please, fuck me.”
“My pleasure.” He squeezes the tip of my dick, producing the precum he wanted, then he’s on his feet, pulling my hand away, rubbing my hole with his slick fingers, and impaling me with his long, thick dick. He knows exactly how to light me up—minimal prep, just enough lube, and deep, blissfully invasive strokes.
Apollo grips my throat, fucking into me with such force, I’m lightheaded. I grip the railing, lifting my leg onto it to open up to him even more.
Apollo groans, “yesss” as he rearranges my insides with his thick cock. “In a million years…” he ekes