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“I love you, too,” I told her, blowing her a kiss as I slid out the door.
I scurried down the hallway, and straight to Apollo’s door. If he wasn’t there, I’d go looking. I didn’t see anyone until I pushed open his door. There was indeed a Magdalen in there with him, though they’d only just started by the look of it.
“Harlow!” Apollo said, clearly surprised.
I didn’t bat an eyelid. “Get the fuck out,” I told the Magdalen, my voice calm and steady. No animosity. No jealousy. Just bored indifference to her inconvenience.
She looked like she was going to argue for the space of about a second, then I frowned, and she ran out of the room, clutching her dress to her body like it was covering anything as she left. Leaving Apollo gaping at me from his couch.
“Harlow, I–”
I shook my head as I closed his door and locked it. I stalked towards him; the woman Valen had given me room to become. I was confident and sexy, and I was going to claim my fiancé. By the time I walked back out of his room, there was going to be no confusion about who he belonged to.
“Babe?” he asked. He was currently confused but didn’t sound worried. I wasn’t in the mood to assuage him one way or the other.
I stopped in front of him and, in one smooth motion, I ripped his shirt open. Buttons popped everywhere, and I slid it off his arms with no bothers. I ran my hands down his body as I claimed his lips with mine. As we kissed, I deftly undid his trousers and slid my hand into his pants.
He breathed deeply as I stroked him, and his hands went to my hair.
“Babe–” he started again, but I shook my head.
“You’re not in control here, Apollo,” I whispered against his lips before trailing mine down his body.
When I got to his waist, I settled on my knees and pulled down his trousers and pants. I looked up at him coyly, through my lashes, as I ran my hand over his length and licked my lips. He looked like he was going to say something, but I just raised one eyebrow as though daring him to open his mouth. Like a good boy, he didn’t.
But I did as I took him into mine.
It was the first time I’d gone down on Apollo but what better way to demand his submission than to offer my own first? This wasn’t the battle for power that I played with Valen. This was to be a proper relationship of give and take. I couldn’t just demand Apollo’s obedience and know he’d give it to me. I had to show him he had mine and trust that he’d pledge his in return.
Apollo’s hand rested lightly on my head, a connection rather than guidance. “Holy shit,” he breathed.
I looked up and saw him with his head back on the couch, a look of intense pleasure on his face. I was under no delusions about the quality of my blowjobs, this being my second and all, but all indications suggested he didn’t have any complaints.
With my hand at the base of his shaft, I blew him fast. My goal here was to quite literally blow his mind, then make him spend the rest of the night making it up to me. If my plan worked, I could walk out of his room again with some idea of where we stood.
I felt him start to throb. He started rocking his hips in time with my movements, pressing himself deeper into my mouth.
“Harlow, shit…” he murmured.
I couldn’t help my smile as I worked him. I didn’t care what the Magdalens did for him, I was just going to have to give him something they couldn’t.
“Fuck,” he groaned as his body twitched and he came in my mouth.
Not really knowing what to do with it, I swallowed before I gagged on it. Not that I was thinking about the consequences of a blow job for long.
Apollo pulled me into his lap and kissed me hard.
“Just give me…a couple of minutes,” he said, breathlessly, “and I’ll be ready to go again.”
I quirked my eyebrow at him as I slid off his lap and stood up. I walked backwards, biting my lip at him as I did.
“Babe?” His tone was playful, excited. He wanted to know where this was going to go next.
I reached to my side for my zip and started undoing it. “I have an idea how you can fill those…few minutes…” I told him.
It did take him a second, then he was grinning. As he stood up, he discarded the rest of his clothes. He helped get me undressed as he kissed me, palming my breast in his hand like a man possessed. Then, in one fluid motion, picked me up and threw me onto his bed.
He looked down at me with a deep-seated heat in his eyes.
