Page 114 of Fake Out Hearts

My breath catches in my throat because somehow, Theo always seems to know exactly what to say to disarm me. To get past my defenses.

As if to prove that point, he steps closer, running his fingertips down the curve of my cheek. “I mean it, princess. Are you okay?”

“You know what?” I blow out a breath, unconsciously leaning into his touch. “No. No, I’m not. I mean, your ex-wife just barged in on us having sex. Why is she here? Do you still have feelings for her? Are you—”

“No. I havenointerest in her, Becca,” he says, dropping his head so that our eyes are on the same level. “None. She’s not the one I want. You are.”

He kisses me, and there’s something hungry and forceful in it, even more so than there was before. Like he’s trying to prove a point. Like he’s trying to remind me of something.

His hands fall to my hips, and he walks me backward a few steps until my ass hits the edge of the sink. I never got a chance to put my pants on after I scooped them up, and the countertop is cool against my bare skin as Theo lifts me easily, setting me on the counter by the sink.

“What are you doing?” I ask as he spreads my legs and steps between them.

“Proving it to you. There’s nothing and no one in the whole damn world that could keep me from finishing what we started.”

He kisses me again as soon as the last word leaves his mouth, and I make a plaintive noise against his lips. Even though I know his ex-wife is somewhere in the house, I’m still so turned on—and so close—that I don’t care. If she has the nerve to show up here unannounced, then I want her to hear the way Theo makes me feel. Hear me scream his name.

Because he chose me, not her.

“Eyes one me, princess,” he demands, tilting my chin up as his cock notches at my entrance. “Don’t look away from me. I want to see my wife’s face when I make her come.”

There’s something in his voice as he saysmy wifethat makes me shiver, an electric current of need racing through my veins.

I nod, staring into his gorgeous green eyes as he slides back into me, making me whimper. I’m already good and warmed up for him, so he holds nothing back. My fingers dig into his shoulders, holding on for dear life as he pounds into me.

“I want you to come for me. And I want her to hear it,” he murmurs in my ear.

“Fuck, Theo.” I nod breathlessly, squeezing around him. “Oh fuck. I’m so close.”

He adjusts the angle of his strokes a little so that his cock hits my g-spot, and my mouth drops open as I cry out loudly. A fierce, possessive smile curves his lips, and he grips my hips harder, holding me in place as he drives into me again.

“That’s it. Scream for me. Good girl.”

“Don’t stop,” I gasp.

“Can’t.Won’t.” His voice is like gravel. “Fucking hell, princess, I never want to stop. Want to spend the rest of my life just like this. Buried inside you. Where I belong.”

He continues fucking me like it’s his mission in life, repeatedly hitting my g-spot, and when he reaches down to work my clit, I can’t hold back anymore. My head falls back against the mirror as my orgasm tears through me.

“Fuck, Theo!” I scream, and he collapses against me as he comes too.

His body tenses, his hips bucking as he thrusts a few more times, and I feel him fill me up with several pulses of his cock. He kisses my shoulder and up my neck until his lips meet mine.

“You’re theonlyone I want,” he murmurs between kisses, and the intensity of his voice makes me shiver. When we part, he locks eyes with me. “I mean that.”

“I know,” I whisper with a nod, and he strokes my cheek.

“Good.”

He gently draws back, and I feel a gush of cum spill from me as his cock slides out. I reach for a towel to clean myself up, but he grabs me by the wrist to stop me, something sinful burning in his eyes.

“Don’t clean up yet. I want my cum inside you, princess. I want you walking around all day with a reminder of me between your legs. A reminder that you’re mine.”

I can feel a flush working its way up my neck and spreading over my cheeks. I like this possessive, dominant side of him. I like knowing that he’s claimed me, marked his territory in a way.It makes me feel a whole lot less fucked up about the fact that his ex-wife is out there waiting somewhere in the loft.

“Okay,” I whisper.

Theo’s smile widens. “Goddamn. Just thinking about it makes me want to fuck you again, right here and now.”

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