Prom King (Craven Cove 1)

“Shit,” I hiss when I take another inch. “This is so much better than my hand.”

Celeste giggles a little, and the feeling of her pussy clenching around me when she laughs is too much.

“Don’t.” I hold her hips as I sink in a little further. “Oh fuck.” Now it’s her turn to hiss as I ease in a little more. “I love you,” I whisper, and I thrust all the way inside in one long motion.

She cries out, and I feel her nails dig into my chest as I fall on top of her. I have no words to describe how fucking good it feels to be connected to her in every way possible. It’s too much at once and not nearly enough. I want to thrust deep over and over, but the bigger part of me that wants to protect her knows to go slow, to wait.

“Apollo, you’re too big,” she whines and swallows hard.

Turning my head, I kiss her neck and then up to her ear. I tell her how beautiful she is and how perfect she feels. How wet and hot she is wrapped around me and how I’m so fucking glad I waited so that she could be the one.

“You’re mine,” I say softly, kissing the shell of her ear.

Her hips rise a little, tentative at first. I call on all my control and remain as still as stone as she rocks against me.

“Move,” she moans, but I don’t dare. I don’t want to hurt her anymore, and I need to make sure she’s okay. “Please, Apollo.”

Her hands move to my ass, and she digs her fingers into my cheeks as she rocks her hips up. I groan when I feel her clench around me, and my instincts take over. I pull out just a little and then hurry back inside, not wanting to be without her warmth. It’s like that over and over, pulling out just enough to miss her heat and then rushing back into her.

“I don’t ever want to stop,” I moan as I do it once more.

“More!” she cries out, and that’s when I break.

Without my brain telling my body what to do, I begin to thrust hard. The sound of our sexes slapping together fills the room. It’s dirty and raw, and the way my dick slides into her is flawless. We fit together so perfectly, it’s like she was made for my cock.

Leaning down, I suck on her nipples as I rut on top of her. She scratches my back and says my name over and over as I feel her climax building. It’s all I can do not to cum with every stroke, but I want this first time to be together.

“Apollo!” she cries as she raises her hips, and I gladly give her what she needs.

With a few quick strokes of my thumb on her clit, she detonates. I feel her pussy clamp down, and I thrust deep as the two of us release at the same time. I know I’m heavy on top of her, but as I pour my release into her pretty pussy, all I can think about is how perfect this is.

It’s a long moment later when I roll over with her on top. I’m not ready to pull out, but I don’t want to crush her.

“You okay?” I ask, kissing the top of her head.

She puts her palm on my chest and rests her chin on it. Her eyes are heavy, but when she smiles, it lights up every part of her.

“I’m perfect.”

“Yeah you are.” I tuck a lock of hair behind her ear as I kiss her again. I’m still hard, still eager to cum again, but there’s no rush. “Stay the night with me.”

“I don’t know.” She bites her lip as she looks at the clock next to my bed. “I told my mom I was staying with Emerson tonight.”

“Then you can stay?”

“I don’t like to lie to her.” I can see the indecision in her eyes and nod.

“Listen, Celeste.” I hold her face in my hands. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“I’ll stay for a little while,” she says, and it’s enough.

With that, I kiss her softly and begin to slowly thrust into her once again.

Chapter Fourteen

Celeste

I cuddle in closer to Apollo, never wanting to get out of this bed. How am I ever going to be able to sleep alone again when I know I can have this? I close my eyes, savoring this moment. He loves me. The only other person that’s ever said those words to me is my mom. With how much we move around, there is never time to make a connection with anyone.

With Apollo it’s different. We don’t need all the time in the world to know this is something special. We’ve connected on a deeper level, and we both feel it. I’ve been so worried that he might end up hurting me somehow, and because we come from two different worlds it could never work between us. That doesn't matter anymore. It’s too late, because I’ve already fallen for him. There’s no protecting my heart at this point, because he holds it in his hands.