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I heard the door quietly swing open before closing, but I was too tired to look. All I could do was hope it wasn’t a burglar.

He better hope he’s not a burglar, either, ‘cause he’s about to be very disappointed.

My shower started a minute later, the smell of the hot water seeping into the bedroom.

I don’t know a lot about burglars, but I don’t think they usually take the time to be fresh and clean for their heist. I should be good.

I began to fall back to sleep before I found myself shifting in my small bed, my back pressed to his front as he curled his body around mine.

“You okay?” I asked Theo.

“Better now,” he whispered.

When he’d finally gotten home the night before, he’d explained about the app Motom had developed which connected to a remote dispenser. Originally, Morgan Tomas had been using it to feed his overweight Pug at home. When he’d really thought about it, he’d realized how much of a difference the app could make. He’d been tweaking it to perfection, and Theo wanted his hands on it for one of the pharmaceutical companies he was working with.

By using the dispenser to hold pills, patients could be sure that they were getting the correct dose at the correct time. Theo had explained how useful this was when it came to patients suffering from ‘chemo fog’, poor sight, and a multitude of other things that could affect their daily functioning. While there were many locked dispensers on a timer, when paired with the app, it opened up more possibilities. Doctors could adjust doses for their patients right away. Caregivers could monitor that their loved ones had taken their medicines. And, if no doses were taken within a specific time, the app would alert whoever was set to be contacted.

Unfortunately, one of the board members at the pharmaceutical company was missing the appeal of investing in the product. He’d also been doing a good job at convincing the other board members that what happened after the pills left the lab was none of their business.

Theo had been stressed, and more than a little pissed. Especially since he’d had to cancel his family coming over earlier that day. I’d spent some time in his office with him instead, reading and dozing on the couch. When he’d had to leave with Luc to go meet with some people, they’d dropped me off at my apartment first. Theo had originally wanted to drive me all the way to his place, but I was out of work clothes there anyway, so my place won.

“You?” he asked.

“Better now,” I returned on a yawn, using his answer.

“Pack up more stuff tomorrow. Anything you need. I want you to come stay with me for a few weeks.”

I’m already basically living there now.

“Okay,” I mumbled. I heard his phone vibrate on the nightstand. My curiosity, nor the soft light from it, was enough to keep me awake.

“I love you, my gattina,” Theo said sometime later, holding me so tight I almost couldn’t breathe.

Feeling his hard cock against my ass, I found enough energy to wiggle against him. Before I could do anything further, he held my hips, stilling them.

“Get some sleep,” he whispered.

Whatever I said, it must have been silly because he chuckled, the rumble of it sending heat through me. The heat turned into an inferno when he stroked down and cupped my already soaked pussy.

“Fuck it,” he growled, so low and intense, I could’ve come from that alone. Rolling me onto my back, he moved between my spread thighs.

I wasn’t sure what had prompted it, nor did I care right then. Because as Theo slammed into me, his mouth taking mine in a near painful kiss, there was nothing else in the world but that moment.

Intensity powered his every action. His hands moved on me in an almost desperation to touch every part of me as though I’d disappear if he didn’t.

When he ended the kiss, making it seem like he was literally tearing his mouth from mine, he went up on his knees more. His hands cupped my tits, playing with my nipples, before trailing down. With the light streaming in from the window, there was no mistaking the burning in his gaze as he caressed my stomach.

“Wish like fuck I hadn’t set that doctor’s appointment,” he murmured, more to himself than me.

My eyes went wide. “What?”

His movements slowed, but his thrusts remained powerful. “I wish my baby was growing inside you.”

“You do?” I breathed.

“Right now? More than I want my next breath.” His palms covered my lower stomach as his thumbs stretched down to play with my clit. He started fucking me faster, making me lose my train of thought.

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