Grace
I was being stretched, filled to the limit as his c**k slammed into me. The way he split me open with every thrust was too much. My body wanted to scream with pleasure, but I bit down hard on the inside of my lip, refusing to let the sound out.
It wasn’t enough.
The moan clawed up my throat anyway, desperate to escape, and before I could stop myself, I buried my face against Apollo’s shoulder and bit down, muffling the sound into his skin. I knew I’d regret it later, and he wouldn’t appreciate me sinking my teeth into him, but I couldn’t help it. If I really let the moans out the way my body wanted, I might as well announce to the entire building that I was being f****d by my boss.
So I groaned against his shoulder, my teeth sinking deeper with each brutal thrust.
“f**k,” Apollo
