“How is it you’re not married with children of your own?”
“No time to date. When I try, they kind of get left in the dust. I’m a terrible girlfriend.”
“Or maybe you just haven’t found the right boyfriend.”
Is he suggesting a serious relationship? Seriously? Because I’m here for it. But I don’t want to be too eager. So I try to contain my excitement. “Seems like there’s a lot written between the lines of that statement.”
“I have time for you Lily. I have time to wait and time to waste. I’ve always wanted to try the domestic thing. What I’ve seen of it, so far… I like it.”
“Not much of a challenge when you can’t leave the house. It’d be like dating a hostage.”
“I can leave anytime, Lilypop. Go back to my celebrity life. I didn’t have to come stay with you. Every day you find me here, it’s because I choose to stay. I like you, Lily.”
I lose my voice. I can’t believe this.
After a minute, Apollo says, “Please don’t friend zone me, Lilypop.”
I giggle imagining him going to Oliver all teary-eyed like Evie came to me.
“I like you too, Spaceman. It’s just taking me a second to process.”
“Come on, Lilypop. Go out with me. Or… Stay in with me.”
“Okay,” I say putting aside all the fears I’ve had about him leaving if we got too close. That was before I knew he wanted to try something more serious.
Apollo wraps his arms around me picking me up and spinning us around. “Does this mean I can kiss you any time I want, now?” He leans in and kisses up my neck. Turning me hot.
“I think it means you can do a whole lot more than that any time you want.”
“Is now a good time?” he asks pulling at the lapel of my robe. I arch as he kisses down my sternum.
“The best,” I say tossing my head back when he sucks most of my right breast into his mouth.
After he’s given my left tit equal attention, he scoops me up and carries me back to bed.
My robe falls open exposing me completely when he drops me playfully on the bed.
“Shit.” I gasp as he crawls over me. “I don’t have condoms and I’m not on birth control.”
“No problem,” Apollo says with that bright, easy smile I love so much. “Nothing’s changed about tonight. Especially after that little problem-solving session. This is still all about you,” he says lowering his head between my legs.
The second his tongue licks up my center, he’s ravenous. Devouring me like his last meal. Or the first after being starved for weeks. But it’s still clear his movements are all for me. Teasing my clit with the most precise timing just like he did in the bath letting me live in a constant state of ecstasy by keeping me on the edge of an ever-mounting orgasm that will not be the gentle release he drew from me before. It’s going to get loud really soon.
“Fuck me, Lilypop. You’re pussy is sweet.”
And with those words and him coming back in to circle his tongue over my clit again, I explode. Crying his name and a string of worshipful curses, coming on his tongue in deliciously violent waves.
“Apollo, please. You have to let me do something. That was way too good to go unanswered.” Though, I worry I won’t even remotely live up to the bar he set.
“I thought you wanted to watch,” he says crawling up to sit back against the headboard beside me.
“Oh my God, yes.” I excitedly turn on my side as he slides down the zipper of his fly.
Finally.
Judging by what I felt sitting in his lap and the bulge stretching the seam of his black slacks, I expected he’d be big. But when he reaches inside his navy blue briefs with one hand and has to push them out of the way to make enough room to free himself, my eyes bug, and my jaw drops.
“Breathe, Lilypop,” he says pressing his finger under my chin to close my mouth and lift my attention to his face.
