The goddess Brigitte, with her light pink hair cascading down her back in soft waves, swept into her candy-themed chambers, a playful smile gracing her lips. She was naked, save for the plate of chocolate-covered strawberries she held aloft, her dark eyes gleaming with mischief. The room was adorned in pastel colors, with candy decorations scattered about, creating a whimsical and inviting atmosphere.
Her husband, Apollo, was seated on a plush chaise lounge, his golden hair catching the light as he turned to face her. He was taken aback by her sudden appearance, his eyes widening as they took in her bare form. Brigitte sashayed over to him, placing the plate of strawberries on a nearby table, her hips swaying provocatively.
"Looks like someone can't handle a little surprise, huh?" she purred, her voice dripping with honeyed sarcasm. Apollo, trying to maintain his composure, cleared his throat and stood, his eyes locked on Brigitte's. She moved closer, her body pressing against his, her nipples hardening as they brushed against his muscled chest.
"I have a special reward for you, my love," Apollo murmured, his breath hot against her ear. Brigitte's heart skipped a beat, her body responding to his words. She felt his hands exploring her body, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin. Her own hands reached for his pants, her fingers deftly unbuttoning and unzipping them.
Apollo's desire was evident, his cock straining against his underwear. Brigitte bit her lip, a teasing smile on her face as she taunted, "I hope you're ready for the ride of your life." Apollo's eyes darkened with desire, his hands gripping Brigitte's hips as he positioned himself.
She gasped as he entered her, her body trembling with pleasure. Brigitte's hands gripped Apollo's back, her nails digging in, leaving small crescent moons on his skin. Apollo's rhythm built, his thrusts becoming more urgent. He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear, and murmured, "I want you to have my child, my love."
Brigitte's body ignited at his words, her hips meeting his thrust for thrust. She bit down on Apollo's neck, leaving a trail of hickeys as she rode him. Apollo's release was imminent, his body shuddering as he filled Brigitte with his seed. She moaned, her body trembling with her own release, as they collapsed onto the chaise lounge, their bodies slick with sweat.
"You are my sweet surprise, my love," Apollo whispered, his lips brushing against Brigitte's. She smiled, her heart racing as she replied, "And you are mine."
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