Apollo
She was on her knees, between my legs, in my office, behind my desk. Her mouth wrapped around my c**k, her eyes locked on mine.
For the first time in my forty years of existing, I woke up with a boner.
A f*****g wet dream.
I couldn’t remember the last time something like that happened. Hell, I didn’t think it ever had. I’d never been that sexually frustrated, not to the point of dreaming about s*x, much less waking up hard and throbbing like a horny teenager.
My fingers tapped a steady rhythm on the conference table, all because of that chaotic, intoxicating young woman from the hotel room.
She had somehow wormed her way into my subconscious, and now I couldn’t even sleep without my body betraying me.
She wasn’t even the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. Objectively, I’d m
