“Hey!” I call out, and he looks up as his hand falls away. All at once, everyone out here turns toward me. But there’s only one person whose attention I want—the only one that matters.
When Celeste sees me, there’s a mixture of hesitation and relief on her face. I’m at her side in a nanosecond, and the guy is on his feet backing up.
“Crew, let me introduce you to my friend Craig. He goes to Southside,” Emerson says as he slides an arm around the guy's waist. Oh. “He came with me to the party tonight.”
I press my lips together and nod as the tension eases. “Nice to meet you,” I say, trying to calm down.
“You know, if I had a man that jealous of me, I wouldn’t let him go,” Craig says and winks at Celeste. “You two enjoy your evening.”
He and Emerson walk hand in hand back to the party, and I turn to Celeste.
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry.”
We both say it at the same time, and then she blushes as I smile at her.
“You came to the race,” I say, stepping closer to where she is.
“Yeah.” She shrugs like it’s not a big deal when it’s a very big deal.
The music is playing again, and everyone around us must have gone back to what they were doing.
“Thank you.” It’s the thing I feel strongest right now. Gratitude and relief that she’s still standing here in front of me.
“You’re welcome.”
She’s looking everywhere but at me as I take another step in her direction. We’re only about five feet apart, and if I wanted I could reach out and grab her. And god, how I want to do just that.
“We need to talk,” I say, and finally her eyes meet mine.
“I wanted to yell at you,” she admits, and then one side of her lips curls up. “I really, really wanted to yell at you.”
“And now you don’t?” I take another step closer, and I catch that sweet scent that’s only her. It’s like sunshine and fresh coconuts, and it reminds me that it’s been too long since she was in my arms.
“I can’t think straight when you’re this close.” I glance down and see her fingers twitch like she’s forcing herself not to reach up and touch me.
“Then don’t think.” Reaching up slowly so she sees my intent, I place my hand on the side of her neck, wrapping my fingers around to the nape. “Just feel.”
“It’s too much.” Her brows pull together like it’s painful, and I know what she means.
“No, beautiful.” I lean in close so my lips are hovering over hers. “It’s never enough.”
In that moment, everything that happened before has been pushed aside. Maybe not forever, but for now. She closes her eyes, and the last bit of distance between us disappears. I don’t know which one of us moved first, but when our lips connect, it’s like my broken heart has been mended.
Chapter Five
Celeste
He presses his mouth against mine, making me melt into his touch. I want so much more as his fingers dig into my hair and he deepens the kiss. I part my lips, allowing his tongue to sweep against mine. The taste of him fills me like the sweetest dessert, and I can’t get enough. For a long moment, I forget about everything else, and it’s only the two of us.
I’ve gone too long without him, and Apollo groans at the same time I do. My hands move to his hair, his neck, and down his chest. As they dip lower, he jerks his mouth away from mine. One second he’s there, and the next he’s gone. I gasp, trying to catch my breath.
“Not here.” He glances around the patio, reminding me we’re in the middle of a party.
His fingers untangle from my hair, and he takes me by the hand. Leading me through the house, he takes me into the office, and once inside, he shuts the door and locks it behind him.
“What are you doing?”
“I need you.” He pins me up against the closed door, kissing me again. “Say I can have you.” His mouth moves lower as his lips find that soft place on my neck that drives me wild. He’s everywhere all at once, and his need surrounds me.
“Please,” I beg as my whole body is set on fire.
At this moment, I’d agree to anything to keep his mouth on me. He lifts me off my feet and carries me over to a long velvet sofa. He lays me down, and when I go for my shorts, he stops me.
“Let me, beautiful. Please.” His eyes are hungry, and his fingers tremble. “I need this.”
I let my hands drop away and watch as he undresses me. It’s torture how slowly he’s going, but his fingers stroke my skin along the way. My desire only intensifies, and I wonder if he is trying to drive me crazy.
“Apollo,” I beg, lifting my hips.
“You want my mouth?” he asks, and I whimper. “You’ve got to say it.”
“Need you,” is all I can get out.
“Don’t ever forget that,” he says as he spreads my legs and his mouth goes to where I need him most. At the first touch of his tongue to my clit, my hips rise again. My body is greedy for more, but he grips my hips to hold me in place. His tongue strokes me back and forth, and all of my desire centers in that one spot. He’s got full control over my body, and I let him have it.
“Apollo.” I reach down, digging my fingers into his hair as the orgasm starts to build. My legs tremble as he sucks my clit, taking hard pulls as his tongue works faster. A groan comes from him and vibrates through me, sending that sweet pleasure to my core.
That’s all it takes, and I go off. The orgasm hits me hard, and my hips buck as I try to fight it. Apollo still has me pinned down to the sofa, so all I can do is take it. Even as the pleasure hums through me, I still want more. I need the deeper connection of when he’s inside of me, because I’ve never felt more connected to another person as I did that night.
My eyes flutter open as Apollo places a kiss on my clit. My body jerks again, still sensitive from the orgasm. I watch as he pulls his shirt off and then stands, discarding the rest of his clothes.
When he sits back down, he grabs me and pulls me into his lap so I’m straddling him. “Guide it in,” he orders me.
The edge in his voice sends a thrill through my body. I lift and then reach between us to grab his cock. I center him at my opening, and I’m so wet the head easily slips in.
“Fuck,” Apollo groans at the first touch of his cock against me. His eyes squeeze shut, and if I didn’t know better, I’d think he was in pain. From the expression on his face, it’s a torture he’s enjoying. “I already want to cum again.”
“Again?” I sink down a little more, and his eyes open. They lock with mine, and the way he’s looking at me makes my heart swell with love.
“Yes, again. I have no self-control around you. Eating your pussy was enough to get me off.” He licks his lips. Oh god. Why is that so damn hot? I love that eating me can get him off so easily. It makes me feel sexy and kind of magical.
I drop the rest of the way down onto him and press my bare chest against his. I soak up the warmth from his body as Apollo’s hand goes to the back of my neck to pull me forward.
“I love you,” he says before he claims my lips.