Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 80576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Without looking away, Apollo slowly walks to my side of the table and leans in toward me, with his mouth only inches from mine. “I want to feel your lips on me.”
He isn’t asking permission, yet announcing his intent. The actions of a Godwin.
I look down at his mouth and then back into his eyes and softly whisper, “I’d like that.”
He places a hand on each side of my head and softly presses his lips to mine. The touch sends tingles through my entire body. Never has a simple kiss given me such a powerful, intense reaction with anyone else, and not even with him. It’s just a kiss, and yet so much more.
The power this man has over me… When he never had this control before…
His lips move slowly along mine until his tongue lightly presses past my lips. The warmth and the wetness increase the desire building inside my core. His fingers caress my hair softly as his tongue continues to explore. A kiss, a high-inducing kiss, is more than I can imagine. I can smell Apollo, taste Apollo, and feel Apollo. I hunger for more. I want the kiss to last forever—never wanting his lips to leave mine.
“You feel so right,” Apollo murmurs between our entwined breaths.
The sound of his voice, muffled by the kiss, provokes an involuntary gasp, revealing how locked in his hold I’ve become. Never would I have thought I’d feel so much power from a simple kiss. At this moment, the only thing I want is for him to never stop.
His hands move down my back, and he pulls me to standing so we can be closer. My breasts press firmly to his rock-hard chest with only thin layers of cotton between us. As our bodies merge, our kiss becomes more frenzied. Apollo presses his tongue deeper into my mouth. I respond by parting my lips wider and dancing my tongue with his. My breath mixes with his, my gasps swallowed by the kiss.
The all-consuming, most mind-blowing kiss.
A kiss I never knew could exist. With one kiss, my husband—a man I never thought I’d love again—has captured my heart even more than it has already been possessed by our passionate sex before.
Slowly pulling away, he looks deep into my eyes. His own glazed over as desire courses across his face. He runs a single finger along my jawline and traces it along the edge of my needy lips. A small, seductive smile forms as he leans forward and kisses the tip of my nose.
We both stare at each other for a few moments, scanning each other’s face, searching for a peek into our souls.
“This has never been us. We rarely kiss…well, this is just not like us.” I feel the need to discuss this, confused that I like the kiss as much as I do. That deep down, I don’t want it to stop.
“This might not be how we kissed before, but it’s how we kiss now.” He smiles.
I take a deep breath before speaking. “This is different, Apollo. You and I both know it. So different.”
Apollo lowers his mouth to mine again, silencing my words. He kisses with more passion this time, and with more excitement than before. His mouth continues to claim mine as I feel his desire building—my desire building. I inhale at the sudden change but pull him closer with my hands clinging desperately to his back.
“I don’t want you to think of the past. Of the way we were. Only focus on right now.” Apollo pauses from his onslaught of kisses to examine my face. “It’s just you and me right now. Right now.”
I smile at the look of determination mixed with passion on his face. “I want that, too. Right now. Only focus on now. I don’t know why. I don’t know how this happened. All I know is that I want to feel you inside of me.”
“Daphne,” Apollo moans.
He moves his mouth to my neck and places soft kisses there, while his hand slowly works its way under my shirt and bra. His palm cups my breast, and I arch my back to meet his touch. His lips move to my ear, and he lightly nips. I hear his ragged breathing and feel his body tense with pent-up passion.
I lower my hand to his bulging erection pressed against his pants. When my fingers make contact, Apollo groans in desire.
“Fuck! I want to be soft. I want to be gentle… But you are driving me crazy.”
I undo his belt buckle, unbutton and unzip his pants in one fluid motion. “I don’t want soft. I don’t want gentle. I want you to take me. Take me hard,” I demand as I wrap my hand around his throbbing cock.
He grabs and pushes me hard up against the wall. Reaching for my hands, guiding them above my head, holding them firm with one hand, his other rips off my clothing. He yanks, he tugs, and he has me naked before I can even take my next breath. His lips press against mine with such force, such fierce command.