Page 92 of Tobias

He grins, and it nearly blinds me. Fuck, he’s so handsome.

“That’s the point.”

The second my hand is around my dick, I know I won’t last another thirty seconds. Not with the way he’s fucking me and groaning and looking at me like I hung each star in the sky just for him.

“Tobias…”

“Yeah, baby?” he grits out, eyes downcast on the way my hand moves along my dick.

“I’m-I’m going to—fuck!” The orgasm hits me, and I paint his chest with my release. There was no stopping it; it came out of nowhere.

“Fuck, Theo—” He comes with a growl, nails digging into my ass. I feel the heat of his release pumping into me, and I clench him tight, milking every drop from him as I enjoy the last moments of my pleasure.

His arms come around me, pulling me against him. I rest my cheek on his shoulder, breathing in his masculine scent mixed with musk and sex.

I’m afraid my fear has come true.

I like this way too much.

We shower again, this time more quickly, and then we figure out a plan for dinner. As we wait for pizza to arrive, because apparently not everyone is closed on Christmas, wefind another movie to watch. My phone rings, and when I see Marianne’s name flashing across the screen, I grab it.

“I, uh… gotta take this.”

Tobias pulls his attention from the TV to look at me, his face neutral.

“No problem.” He gives me a smile that shatters my heart. Everything on his face tells me he trusts me, and here I am… being an asshole. Fucking lying to him. Biscuit takes my spot the moment I get up. I go into my bedroom and close the door.

“Hey,” I answer.

“Guess what!” she squeals into the phone.

“What?”

I run a hand through my hair, moving as far away from the door as possible and keeping my voice down, but not enough that she’ll think I’m purposely being quiet.

“Betty is in labor!”

“What? She is? Seriously?”

“Yes! They think she’ll have the baby before tomorrow. Isn’t that so sweet? It’s a Christmas baby.”

“Wow, that is amazing. Is everything going to be okay, though? She’s early, right?”

“Yeah, a little but they think the baby will be fine.”

“Let her know I wish her all the luck.”

“I will. I also wanted to let you know our trip will be extended because of it. I’m not sure for how long, but when I figure it out, I’ll let you know.”

I can’t help but smile over that. The longer she’s gone, the more time I get with Tobias.

“No worries, just take care of your sister and send me pictures when the baby is born.”

“Love you, bye!”

“Love you too,” I say quietly, then end the call and press my forehead to the wall.

I should be sad that my fiancée is going to be gone for longer than we thought, but all I can think about is enjoying Tobias uninterrupted.

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