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“You okay?” I ask when she continues to hold me close.
“More than okay.” Apple drags her fingertips to my hips and around to trace one of my tattoos on my chest. “Just enjoying the… fullness.”
I capture her lips with mine and slowly slide out of her wet heat. I tease her with the tip before thrusting my hips forward, impaling her. She lets out a groaning sigh and wraps her legs around my waist.
Leisurely, I fuck Apple. Slow and steady, I glide in and out, in and out. Her pussy is like a vice around my shaft… a vice that’s slick and wet and hot and must have been created solely for me.
Her moans escalate, and I listen to the chorus my body is conducting. The sounds she makes direct my movements, and I pick up the pace when she cries out my name.
Sweat beads on my forehead as we both chase our orgasms. Leaning over, I swirl my tongue around her nipple and suck it into my mouth, rolling it between my lips. Apple bucks her hips, and her rhythm falters. When I drag my tongue between the valley of her breasts and latch onto the other nipple, she comes undone.
“Oh… ah… oh god… ah… ah…”
I pump into her several more times before my spine tingles, and my own release explodes. The intensity is like nothing I’ve ever experienced, but I pray I will again… with her.
Once our bodies are spent, I collapse but roll to the side with her tucked under my arm. She lazily trails her fingertips across my chest and then rests her hand over my heart.
When she smiles, I can feel the curve of her lips against my skin.
“Your heart’s racing,” she comments quietly.
I smile to myself. “It doesn’t know what else to do.”
Apple lifts herself up onto her elbow and stares into my eyes. “Why?”
“Because… it’s happy.”
“Cause every time I look,I’m seeing you, in another’s eyes.”
Kyle and I belt out the last line of “In Another’s Eyes” By Trisha Yearwood for our duet.
We’ve been practicing for a couple of hours, trying to perfect our act before the showcase tonight. Mara and Sydney have been sitting with Malice, watching us, but now Mara rushes up to the edge of the stage.
“That was incredible,” she says.
“Perfect,” Sydney agrees, joining her. “The chemistry between you two is fucking hot.”
Malice’s eyes narrow, but he doesn’t say anything as he stands. Watching him swagger toward the stage, all I can think about is taking him back to our room and licking him all over. I’m nervous about tonight and could use the stress relief.
My mouth waters as I remember last night, but before I can lunge at him, I’m swept off my feet and swung around in circles.
After being set on my feet, my eyes bounce around unfocused, and I sway, trying to find my balance. Nausea overwhelms me, and my breakfast threatens to make an appearance. I never could handle being spun around like that.
Kyle tries to steady me. “You look a little green, Apple,” he teases.
“Hardy har har,” I mutter, silently praying for my stomach to settle. “I hate spinning.”
“Sorry ‘bout that,” he says flippantly, still holding onto my waist. “That was amazing! We’re gonna fucking rock this performance.”
For some reason, Kyle still is still touching me, and before I can take a step back, Malice's anger envelopes me in heat before I even see him coming up to us.
"Wanna get your hands off my woman?" Malice barks.
“Uh… yeah.” Kyle releases me and backs up with his hands raised. “Sorry, man.”
When we first got to the lounge this morning, I introduced Malice to everyone, and they were welcoming to him. Malice has been polite to Mara and Sydney, but he hasn’t stopped throwing sideways glances at Kyle.
Not wanting to cause a scene in front of the others, I grab Malice’s hand and pull him toward the exit.
