Please Me Daddy (Gracie) novel Chapter 153

Apollo

I’ve always been a possessive man by nature.

What belonged to me, belonged to me. And I never hesitated to destroy anyone foolish enough to try taking anything from me.

I wanted her to know that after last night, there was no going back for either of us. No matter what she thought, no matter how she tried to run from me, she was mine now, and she would always be mine.

I had no idea what response I’d been waiting for, but every answer she offered, while perfectly rational, still left me unsatisfied. It grated against something deep inside me. I didn’t know why. But then again, not understanding something didn’t mean I disliked it.

In fact, I liked it. Far more than I should.

There was something exhilarating about losing control for the first time in years. Something thrilling about the way she looked at me with those wide, startled eyes, as if she wasn’t sure what would happen next. As if she could sense something in me shifting.

I wanted to see how far this would go.

How far she could push me.

How far I would go for her.

It felt like waking up to a new day already knowing something irreversible had changed. And the woman lying half -naked on my table, spread open for me, was the change I hadn’t known I needed.

The sweet taste hit me first, her arousal mingling with the cold cream on my tongue. I let out a rough groan, jaw clenching instinctively at the addictive flavor.

Fuck, she tasted so fucking good, I couldn’t get enough. My cock throb even harder, straining for attention.

I remembered the last time I’d eaten her out, a week ago, before I traveled, the way she’d squirted across my face, her body trembling under me, desperate and unrestrained. I’d thought about it every single day since, imagining her shivering, aching under my mouth again, her scent and taste driving me absolutely insane. My fingers flexed against her thighs, tightening involuntarily as the memory burned hotter.

“Oh!” she moaned, the sound vibrating through me, making my body react even more. Her thighs shook beneath my hands, trembling as I wrapped my palms fully around them. My thumbs dug into the soft flesh, holding her steady, feeling her quiver and shift.

I wrapped an arm around her waist, pressing her against me, her body pliant and responsive, as I slid her closer to the edge of the desk, giving myself better access, and the sight of her like this made something primal coil deep in

my gut.

My face pressed closer to her core, the scent of her so intoxicating I could barely think straight. I traced a slow line up her slit with my tongue, savoring the friction of her wetness against me.

Every inch I licked, every teasing flick of my tongue, made her shiver and whine against me. I wrapped my lips fully around her clit, sucking hard, eliciting a strangled cry from her that made my cock pulse in hunger.

“A–a–ahhmmn, Apollo!”

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Her hips bucked slightly, pressing herself against my mouth, and I tightened my grip on her thighs, unchoring her to me as I worked her over

I moved my tongue in slow circles, savoring every shiver that rippled through her body. She was dripping over in wetter with every passing second, and it drove me insane. Her hand hovered inches from my hair for what felt like forever, but when she couldn’t handle it anymore, she grabbed my hair, pressing me toward her, dragging my face against her clit as she ground herself against me.

“Oh God… yes, right there, hummum,” she moaned. Her thighs quivered instinctively, trying to close around me, and I let her, letting her trap my face, and choke me with her arousal. Every twist of her hips, and desperate motion, fed my hunger.

I went deeper, sucking harder, flicking my tongue in fast strokes that made her arch, nails digging into my scalp.

“Oh my God! Apollo, I’m so close! It feels so good!” she gasped, voice ragged, lost in the sensation of my tongue. I didn’t need her to tell me. I could feel it in the way she pushed her clit against my face, dragging me as if she didn’t care about anything else, in the way she shook me with every motion. She was trembling, her body writhing under me, teetering on the edge.

“Oh, fuck, I–I want to-” she threw her head back, nearly screaming, but I pulled back at that precise moment, sliding her legs away from my face. The sudden absence of contact made her freeze, chest heaving, eyes wide as if she couldn’t comprehend what had just happened.

“I… you… why-” she tried to speak, but no words came out. I tilted my head, licking my lips slowly, watching her follow the movement with pleading eyes. Her need was written all over her face.

I brought my finger up, brushing it across her sensitive clit. She twitched violently, letting out a needy sound. ” Mmmfffp!”

Do you understand now, princess? Do you understand who I am to you?” I asked. Her eyes locked onto mine, desperate for my touch.

“A–Apollo… please-” she begged.

I slid my finger halfway inside her, letting her clit greedily try to suck it in, but I wouldn’t let her. My thumb circled over the sensitive bundle, driving her mad.

“I’m the only man allowed to touch you like this,” I said, voice deep and possessive. “I’m the only man who can deny you pleasure and give it to you. I’m the one man who can make you this needy, and desperate. I’m the only man allowed to fuck you senselessly, and you will never forget it.”

I looked up at her, my finger still pressed against her clit, her legs trembling around my hand. Her chest rose and fell too fast, her face flushed beautifully. I held her there, open, vulnerable, and waiting.

“I’ll repeat the same question. Your response will decide whether you get to come. Who am I to you, princess?” She stared at me, frozen. Her lips trembled, and she shut her eyes, as if her next words might ruin her life. She swallowed, took a moment, and finally met my gaze

“Y–you’re mine,” she whispered.

Her whole face burned red, eyes darting away immediately like she was terrified the words would disgust me, push me away.

“You’re my man…” she added like she almost didn’t believe she said it.

My grip on her thighs tightened on instinct. A violent shiver ripped down my spine.

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Fuck

She shook her head quickly, already panicking. “That’s so stupid. I don’t mean it like that, F

Before she could finish, I stood, fast enough her breath caught in her throat. Her eyes widened as I towered over her, and I didn’t give either of us a second to think. I freed my hard cock, and stepped between her legs. She tried to lean back, hands scrambling for the table behind her.

“A–Apollo-”

I didn’t let her finish.

I wrapped an arm around her waist, yanked her closer, and thrust into her in one deep, brutal stroke. Her tightness resisted for a split second, then gave in, swallowing me whole.

Her mouth fell open. A cry tore out of her, color flooded her cheeks. Her hands pushed weakly against my chest, trying to steady herself as pleasure slammed through her. She tried to move away, overwhelmed by the stretch, but my arm kept her exactly where I wanted her, impaled on my cock.

I leaned over her shoulder, breath hot against her ear.

“Shit, princess,” I groaned, her tight clit choking every word out of me. “There is no fucking way in hell I’m letting you go after this.”

My hand slid up her side, gripping her hips as I pushed even deeper.

“You’re mine,” I growled, lips brushing her skin. “You’re my woman.”

Her whole body shuddered, clenching around

me like her body agreed before her mind could catch up.

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