Page 109 of Tobias

I lean close to his ear. “Am I going back to your place after this?”

Theo smirks, finishing his drink. “Is there a reason you should?”

“Other than wanting to spend the night with you, yeah.”

“And what is that?” he asks, tilting his cup to get a piece of ice that he chews.

“Because I want to fuck you.”

Theo bites on his bottom lip as he puts his glass on the table. “I think that’s a great idea. But for now…” He stands up, taking my hand and pulling me after him. “We’re dancing,” he says over his shoulder.

Anything to get this man closer to me is fine.

Nathanial stopped singing a little bit ago and there’s someone DJing now. The song is fast, the bass heavy. Theo is more confident than he was last time we danced together, and I like to think it’s because of me and not just the alcohol. With a heated smirk, Theo gives me his back, leaning against me and grinding his ass against my dick.

Well, fuck…

My hands find his hips, and I move with him as his head comes to rest on my shoulder, and he moves with me like we were made for this. He’s driving me insane the way he’srubbing all over my body, making me want to fuck him more than I already did.

“We’ve got thirty minutes!” the DJ shouts between songs, and everyone whoops, raising their hands in the air to cheer. “And because it’s the end of the year, let’s slow things down for a few minutes, yeah?”

This guy goes real old school with Elvis. The gentle melody of “Can’t Help Falling In Love” comes through the speakers, and people around us get into pairs, swaying to the slow beat.

Theo meets my eyes, and for some reason, I think he’s thinking the same thing I am.

What a fitting song for our first slow dance…

I don’t think I’m in love with Theodore Beaumont, but I’m certainly on my way to falling in love with him. I feel it everywhere in my body. When I look at him, touch him, kiss him, fuck him. Hell, just thinking about him.

His serious look turns into a smile, and he steps closer to me, his hands sliding up my chest and clasping behind my neck. I wrap my arms around his waist, and I sing along softly in his ear, knowing each and every word of this song. He hums quietly, sighing now and then, his body warm and relaxed in my arms. Somewhere in the middle of the song, my eyes fall closed too. Everyone around us disappears. It’s just us and the lull of Elvis Presley singing about his love taking his hand and his life.

Would being in love with Theo be so bad?I can’t stop asking myself that question.

He’s nothing like my past andeverything I can see for my future.

Maybe it’s fine to settle down and consider making a life with someone, instead of taking it day by day.

Maybe it’s time…

My back slams against the wall, forcing all the air from my lungs. Theo’s hot mouth is on mine, his hands tearing at my shirt to get it off. I need to remember to tip that driver extra because Theo and I were nearly fucking in the backseat of his car, and all he did was laugh. Theo nips at my neck, growling when he goes for my pants. I chuckle, the alcohol making my head swim.

“I love this enthasm—enthusum—en-thoo-zee-az-uhm… I think.”

“Stop talking, Tobias,” he growls.

“Okay,” I say, my voice muffled thanks to his hand covering my mouth.

Theo moves his mouth down my neck, over my chest and finds my nipple, sucking on it. I gasp, my body thrusting against his, my dick looking for pressure—looking for him. He drops to his knees; frantic hands getting my button and fly open. His mouth is on my dick through my boxer briefs, sucking and licking. Teeth too, which is hot as fuck. I hook my thumbs into my waistband and shove everythingdown.

Theo takes me into his mouth, sucking on the tip, then taking me to the back of his throat and gagging around me, which feels so fucking good.

“I love your cock,” he moans, moving his mouth to my balls.

“I love that you love my cock,” I answer, hand going to his hair and grasping onto it. “Are you my little cock slut?” He pauses, looking up at me. For a split second, I think I went too far, but the heat in his eyes tells me it’s just right.

He nods, running his tongue along his bottom lip.

“Fuck yes.”

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