Tempt Me: Tattoos and Temptation Book 5

by Mia Monroe

  He twirls around, slowly bouncing that gorgeous ass of his at me, and his intentions become clear. I’m about to be the recipient of a striptease. Fuck. Yes.

  When he faces me again, he slowly pulls his tank up, exposing his belly, but then dropping it again. He winks and does it again, but this time he pulls it off completely, drawing a low moan from my lips. Oh fuck, I’m in trouble. He’s talked about his extra pounds, and yeah, he’s got a few, but man, does he fucking wear it well. I can’t see a thing wrong with the man in front of me I want to lose myself in. He is gorgeous. His skin is incredible, smooth and soft looking, dotted with light freckles like his face, and zero hair. His nipples, pebbled and tan, tempt me with visions of sucking them until he can’t take it anymore. His hands roam over his belly, tugging at the seam of his jeans in yet another tease.

  “You want to see more?” he asks.

  “You know I do.”

  “Ask nicely.”

  My eyebrows jump on my face. Fuck. “Please, Felix.”

  “Please what, amour?”

  “Please can I see more?”

  “Yes. Avec plaisir.”

  “What does that mean?”

  “With pleasure. As I will do everything tonight.”

  “What should I do?”

  “Wait. Follow.”

  “Got it.”

  Felix unzips his jeans, swishing his hips to the music, completely in time. He twists around again so that I’m looking at his back, then slowly, torturously, shimmies out of his jeans. My breath hitches when I see what’s under them. Holy fuck. Are you kidding me right now?

  He rights himself, slowly twerking his ass, showing off the deep teal lace panties he’s wearing. Not just panties. He’s also wearing a garter belt with matching stockings that stop at his ankles like leggings. He glances at me over his shoulder, tousling his hair, before turning around to face me again. The song changes to something even fucking sexier, either that, or he’s installed a new filter in my head that can only function on one setting- Felix.

  He approaches me, straddling me and pressing a soft kiss to my lips before moving just out of reach again. The sight of him is stunning, twisting my insides with lust and need. I don’t care what I have to do to keep him. I’m doing it.

  “Do you want to touch me?” he asks, knowing damn well what the answer is.

  “Please.”

  “Spread your legs.”

  I do, waiting for more. He walks to me, dragging his fingers through my hair, before dancing like he did at the club, twerking and rubbing me. I don’t know what it feels like to him, but for me, the excitement of seeing him nearly naked against my clothed body is nearly too much to handle.

  When the song changes again, Felix pushes me back, climbing on top of me and straddling my hips. He rubs his lace covered dick over my jean covered one, and I can’t tear my eyes away from it. His erection, short and thick, strains against the delicate lace, the head popping over the waistband, pink and leaking.

  “I want to suck you so bad,” I murmur. “Please, Felix.”

  “Follow, mon amour.” He leans in and kisses me, brushing his lips back and forth over mine as he does. “I will lead you.”

  I nod eagerly. “Yes.”

  “Good.”

  Next, he does this whole body thing where he lies on top of me but then slides up and down. By the time he unbuttons my jeans, I wonder if I’ll just explode on contact. My dick springs straight up and the release of tension is heady.

  “Oh my,” Felix whispers. “I have fantasized for so many years what it would look like. How big it would be. You have exceeded my fantasy.”

  “Fuck.” It’s the only word I could find.

  “I should have known you would be pierced. I have never experienced this, so now we are equal. It will be new for me too.”

  I squeeze my eyes. “Gah.”

  Felix drags his tongue up the underside of my shaft, flicking his tongue over the pierced tip. He hums as he does it, sending shockwaves through me and drawing sounds I’ve never heard from my mouth. When he closes his mouth over me, I throw my head back, but then force my eyes back to him. I don’t want to miss a second.

  “Mmm, so good,” Felix whispers. “Apollo, you are perfect.”

  “For you,” I eke out. “Please, Felix. More.”

  “Shh, mon chou, I have you.”

  He swallows me then, getting me all the way down his throat. If I thought Felix was beautiful before, he’s fucking stunning with my dick in his mouth. He keeps his eyes locked on mine as he sucks me. He knows he’s good at it.

  He instinctively seems to know every time I get close and backs off, bringing me right to the edge then letting me fall back again. It’s delicious torture, and even though I want to come, I want this to last as long as possible at the same time.

  Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, Felix lets up, and crawls up my body, attacking my mouth. We kiss for several minutes, just rubbing together as we make out. I’m dying to know what Felix’s next move will be. I want to feel him in my mouth, but I promised to follow.

  I’m not disappointed when Felix scoots up my body and straddles my face, softly rubbing his lace covered dick over my mouth.

  “Open your mouth, Apollo.”

  “Fuck.” I do as he directs, sucking his balls and licking his shaft through the lace. Felix’s soft moans nearly undo me as he rocks on my tongue.

  “Yes, mon amour, perfect. You are so good for me.”

  I nod, gripping his waist to hold him to me. My mind is trying to process this, trying to catalogue it for the future, but I’m overstimulated. I’ve wanted to be with a man for a while now, but nothing could have prepared me for this man.

  Felix shifts back so that he’s over my chest. “You will taste me now.”

  “Fuck. Yes.”

  Felix rises up to his knees and pulls the panties down enough to expose his dick. Oh fuck.

  “Teach me.”

  Felix nods, his eyes heavy with lust. “Of course. Open your sexy mouth.”

  Again, I open wide like I’m at the dentist, so eager for this moment. Felix guides his cock into my mouth, and my eyes flutter. I have a dick in my mouth. Fuck yeah.

  Tentatively, I begin to suck, watching his face for a reaction.

  “Yes, like that, amour.” He moves his hips, slightly fucking into my mouth. “Ah, perfect. You are a natural, Apollo.”

  I drag my tongue on his shaft, then suck the tip, knowing it’s something I like. Felix throws his head back, and grabs at his nipples, pinching and tweaking them as I suck him. A burst of salty precum hits my tongue, and oh my god, that’s delicious. Felix rocks harder, leaning forward and twisting my hair in his fist.

  “Relax your throat,” he directs.

  I nod, desperate to please him.

  “Yes, like that. You are a good student. A beautifully filthy student.”

  Fuck! His mouth.

  “You will look so pretty with my cum in your mouth, dripping from your lips, staining your face. I would love to see that.”

  I nod, feeling my own dick bounce and jerk from the words.

  “Do you know what would be prettier than even that?”

  I shake my head, slurping on his cock.

  “My cum dripping from your ass.”

  My eyes widen, then a moan escapes my lips.

  “Would you like that, my Apollo? Do you want to feel this cock stretching your sweet, virgin hole? Would you like to be mine?”

  “Fuck,” I whisper around his dick. “Fuck, Felix.”

  “Because I want to see that. I want to spread your legs and taste your hole. I will stretch you so perfectly and prepare you to experience….” He shakes his head. “Heights you have never reached before.”

  “Please.”

  “Oh, Apollo. You are so much better in real life.”

  He abruptly pulls off of me, attacking my mouth with kisses again.

  “Undress for me.”

  I get my clothes
off in record time. “I-I have condoms.”

  “We don’t need them tonight.”

  “We’re not fucking?”

  He makes a sharp tsk sound. “Follow.”

  “Yeah.” I nod. “Whatever you want.”

  “Apollo, my sweet man, I am teaching you to learn what you want.”

  My breath leaves my chest in a huff. “Yes.”

  “You have lube?”

  “In the drawer.”

  He opens it, taking the small clear bottle out. He pours some in his hand, then strokes his dick with it. He repeats the action on me then climbs on the bed onto his back.

  “Come kiss me, please,” he requests.

  I climb on top of him, our mouths colliding like asteroids in space. I imagine it’s just as explosive there as it is with us. Slowly, I become aware of Felix wrapping his arms and legs around me, as I move kisses from his mouth to his neck, ears, jaw. Anywhere I can get to. His flesh, soft, pliant, and somehow sweet, is addictive. The feeling of kissing him, our stubbled faces brushing together, his soft yet demanding lips, his searching tongue, the sweet little moans of pleasure, it’s all too much. In a good way. I feel like I could implode and I think that would be okay.

  His hand moves to my ass, digging into my skin as our dicks rub together. It only takes a second longer for me to realize what I should do. I begin grinding into him, marveling at the feeling of a hard dick against my own. Fuck, this is good.

  “Someday,” Felix murmurs between kisses. “I’m going to be inside of you.”

  “Oh fuck. I want that.”

  “Yes? You want to feel my cock?”

  “I do, Felix. I do.”

  “And then you will fuck me because I have waited for so long to be fucked by you, Apollo. I want nothing else in this life but to be yours. It is the only achievement left for me.”

  “You are. Felix. You are.”

  I gaze down at him, his face a mixture of affection and desire.

  “Not yet, but soon. I can feel it.”

  I nod, rutting into him with increasing pressure. Fuck this is good. So damn good.

  “I want you to come, Apollo, all over me. Soak my pretty panties. Ruin them, like you have ruined me for any other man after you.”

  A wave of possessive jealousy slams into my chest at the thought of anyone ever touching him again. I grip his chin.

  “No. No one but me.”

  “We shall see.”

  “No, Felix. You’re mine now.”

  Instead of answering me, Felix hooks his arms and legs even tighter and flips us over so that I’m on my back. He puts his arms on either side of me, and with a look of determination, he rubs against me. I meet his motions, bucking my hips to slam my dick into his.

  And then it happens. I reach that edge I flirted with all night, and I come undone. It’s so strong when it hits, I feel lightheaded, as ragged breaths leave my mouth. I want to close my eyes but I can’t stop looking at Felix as he throws his head back, his dick spurting gorgeous streaks of thick white cum across my stomach and chest. He falls forward, squirming against me so our cum mixes together.

  Several minutes pass as we come down from that incredible high. Felix pries himself off of me, flopping onto his bed.

  “Real Apollo far exceeds fantasy Apollo,” he murmurs.

  I laugh. “I’m glad.”

  After a few more minutes, I roll to my side, resting on my elbow. “Felix, you set the bar high. This was the most amazing sexual experience of my life.”

  His eyes soften. “There is so much we can do.”

  “I want to do all of it with you.”

  “We will talk more in the morning.”

  “Why?”

  “You are in the post sex afterglow. I want you to have time to process what happened tonight.”

  “I’m not worried about my sexuality. You get that right? I like men. I like sex with men. I like sex with you.”

  “Yes, but in the morning, you may remember that it is me.”

  “I have no idea what that means. I like you, Felix.” I more than like him, but I don’t think he’s open to hearing that right now. “I want to date you. Officially, I mean. I want to be your man.”

  I watch as his eyes fill with tears. “You have been my man since I was still a boy.”

  “Then I want you to be mine.”

  He nods. “I would like that.” He cups my cheek. “You have no idea.”

  “I feel like you’re holding back.”

  “I want you to take the time to think it through when the physical attraction is muted.”

  “Which is never.”

  He laughs. “When we are apart and you can think clearly.” He kisses my hand. “Because Apollo, If you want to be mine, I will never let you go. This is not casual for me. This is everything I’ve ever dreamt of. So I need you to be sure you can do this with me long term. You can face Lucien and tell him and feel good and confident that you have made the right choice. But you cannot clearly make that decision right now.”

  I nod as his words finally click in my head. “I understand.”

  “Good. Thank you for sharing this with me. I am honored.

  “Gah, Felix, you’re so amazing. What did I do in this life to deserve you?”

  “You existed. That is all you had to do.”

  Three

  The Boy is Mine

  Or do dreams really come true?

  Felix

  When I open my eyes, it takes me a few seconds to realize that none of this was just another elaborate fantasy. I’m actually in his room. In his bed. I twist my head to see him sleeping soundly beside me. Apollo Onassis, god among men, sucked my dick. I exhale a contented sigh. Last night was the best night of my entire life. Better than graduating from culinary school, better than standing at the top of the Eiffel Tower, better even than the first time I put on a pair of lace panties. Nothing, not a single experience, could top finally making Apollo my lover.

  I creep from the bed to pee and brush my teeth. Apollo’s bathroom is nice, if a little small, but it’s surprisingly cleaner than I expected from a busy bachelor. God knows Lucien was a disaster until he started paying for a cleaning service. Maybe that is what Apollo does too. I suppose I am assuming he is as messy as Lucien because the two of them were always so similar.

  When I enter the bedroom again, I crawl back in bed and scoot close to him, my back to his front. He snuffles quietly, burying his face in my hair. How I hope that everything he felt and said last night is still true today. He said I was his, and while I want that more than my next breath, I’m afraid to hope too hard. I know he’s terrified to tell Lucien, and honestly, I just want to tell him that my brother is fine with it, but I’m going to trust Lucien on this one. He knows him better than I do. In some ways. I obviously know things about Apollo now that my brother never will. A smile pulls at my lips from that thought.

  “Morning,” Apollo whispers, face still in my hair.

  “Morning.”

  “I have to pee. Stay right here?”

  “Of course.”

  “Good.”

  He climbs out of bed, his hair wild from sleep, his stubble dark and thick. He scratches his belly as he disappears in the bathroom. When he returns minutes later, his hair has been tamed with a bit of water. He gets in bed again, cuddling close to me.

  “Did you sleep well?” he asks.

  “Perfectly. You?”

  “Really good. I liked feeling you next to me.”

  “It feels good to be here.”

  Apollo rises, propped on his elbow as he gazes down at me. “Felix…”

  My heart speeds up. Please don’t let it be over yet. It’s too soon. I need more time for him to fall in love with me. Just a little more time, s'il vous plaît, Madam Universe.

  “Last night,” Apollo continues, “was the answer to all the questions I’ve had for months since realizing I was into guys. The idea of sex with men turned me on, but I had no practical knowledge.”

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nbsp; I nod, searching his eyes.

  “Hey,” he says, smoothing his fingers over my brow. “Why do you look so worried?”

  “Perhaps I am afraid you are going to say it’s not for you.”

  Apollo’s eyes soften. “Oh, it’s for me, Felix. You are for me. You blew me the fuck away last night. Literally, mind blown. You were exactly what I needed. You took charge and taught me and let me explore and learn. I don’t have questions anymore. You are the answer.”

  “Apollo…” I try to blink back the tears forming in my eyes. “You are so romantic with your words. You make my heart...hope.”

  “Hope? For what?”

  The words are teasing my lips. I want to tell him. Finally give voice and life to the feelings that I planted years ago before I knew what any of it truly meant. Feelings that Apollo began watering a few weeks ago. Feelings that are now blooming and growing. But it’s too soon. He needs to see what this could be and commit to it. He needs to feel brave enough to face Lucien.

  “Babe?”

  I smile. “Hope that it lasts.”

  Apollo smiles. “Good. I hope that it does too. I…” He pauses, shaking his head as if trying to find words. “Felix, the way you make me feel…it’s like nothing else I’ve experienced. Not just the physical either. Just how I feel when you’re around. When I think about you, it’s new and exciting.”

  “Thank you for telling me.”

  He plays with a lock of my hair. “I meant what I said last night. The after-sex glow is gone. Here we are in the clarity of morning.” Apollo’s smile grows. “Will you be my man, Felix?”

  “I already am, Apollo. I have always been yours.”

  “Officially then. Just you and me. I want to see how far we can take this. I’ll admit, I think we can fly past the stars together. That’s how you make me feel.”

  My stomach flutters with butterflies I’ve kept locked in a cage, afraid to let them take flight and then watch them fade away when Apollo realizes this isn’t what he wants. But maybe…

  “When will you tell Lucien? I think that is a bridge to be crossed for you.”