Page 53 of Tempt

“Iwantyou to lose control.” I was desperate for more—to feel Theo at his most basic and me at my most primal.

“No,” he shook his head, stopping his thrusts. I groaned in protest as he eased up to look into my eyes. “No. Allison, don’t you understand? I want to feel it all. I don’t want to forget who I am and go numb.”

He was breathing so heavy it was shaking the car beneath us. We were complete opposites. Losing control was how I was able to finally feel everything and let go. Otherwise there were still little barriers between us. But for Theo it was different. When he lost control, he went numb, became someone else. It was that space just inside of losing control where Theo was the most free to be both wild and still feel everything.

It scared me a little—thinking about it. The balance between holding on to who I was while still being vulnerable enough to abandon my protective armor was a danger zone of feelings. Of exposure. Of overwhelming pleasure.

But as much as it scared me, I wanted to feel it with Theo.

So from there we went slow. Painfully, pleasurably slow. I pressed myself into the warm metal of the hood and traced the vein down Theo’s bicep, through the crook of his elbow, and down his forearm to his hand. Dear god his forearms were sexy like this—planted firmly against the hood on each side of me. Every muscle was flexed, displaying the curve and power of Theo’s body, reminding me of exactly how powerful and passionate the man inside me was. I never doubted for a second how Theo would protect me. He just would. He was that kind of man. And I was incredibly attracted to that idea.

I wrapped my hands around those forearms and relished the way they made my hands look so small and delicate. I’d never realized it before, but I was definitely the kind of girl who got off on the idea of being with a powerful man. Theo hit so many of my buttons… it was no wonder I was a goner the moment we met.

I felt every single inch of his cock as it slid in and out of me. Every breath against my skin. The vibration of each moan. Theo already knew my body and exactly how to please me, but I think, in this moment, he was asking to get to know the woman I hid inside me. The one who didn’t want to run a company—the one who wanted to take old buildings and make them new again.

She was a secret I held close to my heart and hid away from most of the world. She was special and vulnerable. If I lost her I’d lose myself. She was my hopes and dreams for my future—even if I wasn’t pursuing them right now.

But I wanted Theo to see all of that.

I let go of my façade and made myself truly vulnerable to him. When his cock took my breath away, I gasped instead of closing my mouth to hide the sound. When I wanted more, I asked for it.

And it was okay because Theo was just as open and honest with me. He whispered the sweetest confessions while he moved inside me. Everything from how intensely he believed my breasts were the most perfect breasts he’d ever seen, to the fact that he’d never remembered his dreams until the night I first slept beside him.

“When we’re like this,” he whispered against my lips, “it’s the only time I don’t feel like there’s an empty hole inside me.”

I took his face in my hands, his thick beard roughing my palms. “Theo…” I tried to catch my breath and find the right words all at once. Everything he was saying was so honest, so meaningful. I felt like he was putting his entire heart in my hands. The fact that he trusted me that much—it was so hard to breathe.

“Allison?”

“I’m okay,” I assured him. Even though I wasn’t. Not even a little bit.

“I can stop…” he said, stilling his hips.

“No!”Oh god, no.I would die if he stopped. I was certain my heart would stop beating and never restart the same way again. “I need this.”

He nodded quickly, his cock stroking deeper and faster. Then he reached a hand between us and pressed his fingers lightly against my clit.

I shuddered and every muscle in my body contracted. I gripped his hair, holding on for dear life because I wasn’t in control of what my body was doing anymore. He angled his hips up higher and began rubbing slow circles with his hand. I felt my orgasm building from every corner of my body. It was a struggle to keep my eyes open or my thighs from crushing his hips.

I arched my back and cried out. It was going to be a hard and long orgasm. It would hurt in the best way possible. “Don’t stop. Whatever I say, don’t stop.”

“I won’t.” His forehead dropped to my shoulder and I pulled him close. I shook from the power of it all. “Oh god…” We were alone, so I yelled and moaned as loud as I needed to.

It was beautifully painful at first, but then I was flooded with the sweet relief of pure, uncomplicated pleasure. I think it was extra relieving because it took so much of me to get there. The higher the cost, the sweeter the reward, and all that shit.

Either way, the air was most definitely lighter and Theo’s cock moving inside me was almost as electric as when he first slid home.

The only thing missing was Theo’s orgasm. “I want to feel you,” I begged, eyes closed, panting, and fingers lost in his hair. It was important. It felt right. We should share this moment.

He nodded, kissing me deeper, his tongue sliding softly along mine, locking us together. After a couple of quick thrusts that pushed against my fading orgasm, I finally felt the pulse of his cock.

Yes.This was exactly how it should be. Both of us screwed over by the rush of feelings and pleasure at once. It was so damn overwhelming it would be wrong to suffer through it alone after everything we’d confessed. It was the only way to end sex like this and still walk away whole.

We rocked against each other until we were each completely satisfied. But just before he withdrew, Theo slid his hand up my back and grabbed a fistful of hair. “Trust me. I’ll figure my way through this. I want you. I wantthis.”

I was absolutely positive he meant every word.

“I want this, too,” I whispered.

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