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A few more spasms from his cock and it finally eases up, the last drops of semen dripping down from his tip to his fingers. Breathing harder than before, he lets go of his cock and with a wild and savage grin on his face, he leans into me. I only realize what he’s doing when he crushes his mouth on my lower back, scooping up the cum that has pooled on my dimples with his tongue.

I shiver as I feel the touch of his lips and tongue on me, his mouth gliding over my cum-coated skin. He kisses and licks all the way up to my shoulder blades, and then he comes back down until his lips are dancing on the curve of my ass cheeks. I hold my breath as he moves over to my crack, tracing the line between my cheeks with the tip of his tongue. With boths hands on my cheeks, he spreads them wide and then presses his mouth against my hole, jabbing at it with my tongue. I moan as I feel him sucking, his tongue working me as he scoops his own seed, forcing me to close my eyes as a pleasant dizziness settles in my brain.

Only when he pulls back from me and sits up on his seat, do I realize that I’ve been holding my breath all along. I sigh heavily and, summoning whatever strength there is in my body, I go up and sit next to him. I look at him with a silly smile on my lips, and he smiles back at me; leaning in, he brushes his lips against mine, and I can feel his cum there, the raw manly flavor of it crawling all the way up to my head.

“You were right… No one ever fucked me like this,” I whisper at him, and he simply smiles, not saying a word. He doesn’t need to. Right now, all words are a mere accessory to the happiness tap dancing inside my heart.

Apollo Kane, I can’t stop blessing the day our paths crossed.





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Apollo





My alarm beeps quietly, growing louder by the moment, and the lights in my bedroom slowly turn on, growing a little brighter by the moment. I hate mornings, but at least the architect for my home made it as easy as possible on me.

I push the button next to my head, the alarm dying away but I hear something else…

Oh god, it’s Ashley. I blink at her, trying to figure out how she appeared in my bed. I don’t let women spend the night. Ever. After I give a woman (or four) the fucking she wants and deserves, I send her home. My driver knows to take the women wherever they want to go, and give them a gift of a bottle of wine as my thank you to them. It staves off any hard feelings and I don’t have to worry about them mistakenly thinking that I want a long-term relationship with them.

I don’t do long-term, and I don’t do sleepovers.

She shoves her hair out of her eyes with a sleepy smile. “G’morning,” she says around a yawn. “What time is it?”

“6 am.”

She nods sleepily and then pads into the bathroom for a minute. When she comes back, she’s considerably more awake, and more nervous. I’m flipping through my phone disinterestedly, checking to see how the stock market faired overnight, but I can’t keep my head in the game. I just don’t know what to do with a woman in the morning.

Finally, I make a decision. I have to get rid of her. It’s what I should’ve done last night but didn’t. My bad, and time for me to fix it now.

I pull up my messages app and begin to type out a message to my driver when I feel Ashley crawling across the bed toward me. I look up, grumpy from being off my game, from being interrupted while texting, to find Ashley staring at me, a small smile playing on her lips.

“If you’re anything like me, you’re not sure why the hell I’m still here in bed with you. I should’ve left last night.” She pauses and waits for me to respond. Finally, reluctantly, I nod my head. “Now, you’re probably telling your driver to get his ass out of bed and drive me home and get me out of your hair, right?”

I jerk my head in acknowledgement. Fuck, I’m not too happy with how this conversation is going. “Well, how about if I make you a deal, Mr. Boss Man?” She runs her hands up my legs, straight toward my cock, and then wraps her hands around its massive width. She licks her lips appreciatively and then looks back up at me. “I’ll suck you off and give you a happy start to your day, if you’ll put your phone away.”

She’s stroking her small hands up and down my hardening dick and of course, there’s no fucking way I’m turning down a blowjob so I set my phone off to the side and then lie back on the bed. “Let’s see if you make it worth my while,” I breathe, and settle back, my hands stacked behind my head.

Turns out, Ashley can suck cock like a porn star. Her cheeks are bulging every time she tries to take me into her mouth and even though she can hardly get me into her mouth, she tries gallantly anyway. I begin bucking my hips into her mouth and I can feel my cock sliding down her throat and she’s moaning around me, the vibrations sending shockwaves through me.