Aspen’s lips pull away. “But I already kissed you.”
He nudges her aside and grabs my arm, directing my attention to him instead. He towers over the bed, over me, and I suddenly feel very tiny compared to his bulky size.
“I didn’t say that was the only kiss I wanted. And our deal is only complete when I’m satisfied.”
His eyes narrow mischievously, and I gulp.
“Fuck no, I’m not kissing—”
He grabs my throat, fingers squeezing my veins, as he slams his lips onto mine.
Apollo fucking Torres is kissing me.
Adudeis kissing me.
With tongue.
And I’m whimpering into his mouth.
What the fuck?
His kiss is demanding, greedy, completely overpowering, and I’m fucking quaking on my feet, ready to punch him into the next room.
But when his lips and tongue leave mine, that same devious grin spreads on his face, and my dick throbs.
Actually throbs.
And instead of punching the ever-living shit out of him, I grab his face with both hands and kiss him again.
CHAPTER 41
Apollo
Finally,I have him right where I want him.
Yielding.
Begging.
Craving that fucking kiss that I have been wanting to give to him since I first saw him hungering over our encounter in the gym.
All this pretending has gotten him nowhere.
We both know what he wants, but he’s a terrible, terrible liar.
I grin against his lips as he keeps on kissing me while I’m just enjoying the view of a desperate little twink high on lust.
“Fuck …” Grey groans into my mouth, the sound of his moans making my hard-on throb.
I grasp him by the hair and slam my lips back on his, thrusting my tongue inside to enjoy him thoroughly, inside out. And oh boy, do I intend to fucking enjoy every inch of this boy’s body.
Aspen
A deal for a deal.Just like my Ghost offered me.
Something so familiar shouldn’t be so daunting yet …
The moment Apollo kissed Grey, it felt like I was being deprived, and I don’t know if it’s because I’m jealous of Apollo or jealous of Grey.
