Even when he just called me babe, just like Ghost called me baby.
I can’t even think straight as Apollo grabs me by the waist and lifts me from the floor with his bare hands and holds me in front of him like a plaything. A fuck toy. Just like he said. And I swallow away the lump in my throat for what’s about to come.Inside me.
“Oh God,” I blurt out.
Apollo licks his lips. “I wasn’t named after one for no reason.” An arrogant smirk forms on his face. “So go ahead… pray to me.”
And then he impales me, and my vision momentarily disappears as swiftly as my morals.
Grey
When he burieshimself inside her, I can see the light disappearing from her eyes. Just like that.
Mygirl. Taken by someone else right in front of me.
Pleasured by the ungodly cock of Apollo Torres.
Taken like a fuck doll.
Used without me.
And I have never, ever seen anything more breathtakingly arousing.
“How does it feel?” I mutter as unhinged thoughts fill my mind.
“He’s huge!” she mewls.
“Makes me want to kiss you,” I murmur. “But I can’t.”
“No, all you get to do is watch like a simp while I claim this pussy as mine.”
Gripping her love handles, he plows into her without holding back, like a stallion mounting my girl, and I am fucking obsessed. My cock bursts at the seams with excitement, but the restraints hold me back from even touching myself, from relieving all this built-up tension ready to explode.
She moans when he thrusts deeper, and I whimper from her sounds. “Please …”
She mewls with every deep thrust, every orgasmic wave as they ripple through her over and over until she moans loudly and begins to quake.
“Fuck, I can feel you falling apart on my cock,” Apollo groans. “You filthy little slut, I didn’t give you permission. Next time, you beg.” His eyes find mine, and I gulp. “Both of you.”
My dick bobs up and down when he turns around sideways, still holding her solely by her waist as though she’s as easy to lift as a dumbbell, and I realize I’m no fucking match.
He’s got her in a vise grip, and he has me right where he wants me, needy, willing to beg.
“Please …” I mutter again and again. “Please, please, please.”
My shaft throbs, precum oozing from the tip, but he doesn’t relent.
“Fuck, she’s so goddamn tight. The perfect pussy for a perfect cock like mine,” he groans, thrusting in to the base.
And I can’t hold it any longer. “Please!”
“Pleasewhat?” Apollo locks eyes with me. “You can do it, twink.”
“I’m begging you … please …”
“Please what?”
“Please … Apollo,” I say, swallowing. “Let me have her too.”
