He frowned and pulled me closer for a kiss. “I’m sorry. I won’t say that again. We’re ready…”
“Ready?”
He nodded. “Today’s the day.”
Oh.This time I was the one who frowned. It was such a mixed bag. On the one hand, we’d finally be free. But on the other hand…
“Good luck.”
“Thanks.”
“When do you need to get back?”
He ran his hand along my side, over my breast, and up to my face. “Soon.”
“How soon?” I asked as I pressed my hips against his.
He sucked in a sharp gasp. “Fuck that feels good but…”
“But what?” I pushed my breasts up against his chest. I wasn’t playing fair. I knew I wasn’t. He couldn’t resist me.
He let out a low groan from the back of his throat that sounded more like a growl. “But it’smore. I shouldn’t even be here.”
Oh no, he wasn’t getting off that easily. “You’re the one who came to sleep with me. You’re the one who asked for more. I forbid you to leave until you’ve properly fucked me.”
That made him chuckle and the sound was nothing short of delicious. “Your friend is asleep on the couch.”
“Then fuck me quietly.”
He shook his head, my whole body heating under his gaze. “You are unlike anyone I’ve ever met before.”
“Good.” I pulled up on his t-shirt so that I could skim my fingers over his sculpted abs. They were like works of fine art.
And they were all mine.
“You’re sure about doing this?”
Was he serious? Of course I was sure. “Theo…get your cock inside me. Now.”
It only took me a moment to slip out of my panties and t-shirt while he practically shredded his clothes. Poor guy. He was already sleep deprived and stressed, and now I’d gone and made him sex blind.
“Did you rip your shirt?”
He grabbed me by the ankles and dragged me to the corner of the bed. “Maybe. Joe will give me his if I did.”
And then his mouth was on me and my legs were over his shoulders as he slowly—almost lazily—turned me on. It was the kind of fun, carefree foreplay I imagined we’d have all the time if we could. There was something fantastic about pleasure that was teasing mixed with tantalizing.
I sucked in a breath as he ran his finger around in a circle on the outside of my sex. Slowly, so very slowly, forcing my focus to that one spot. He took his time with his tongue, too. Using wide, slow strokes until I was writhing against his mouth, my hands in his hair.
“You are a very, very talented man, Theo Sutherland,” I sighed.
He pulled back and stood up, towering over me. The moonlight peeking through my blinds cast shadows across his face and chest. “We’re going to take this nice and slow,” he whispered as his cock pressed into me. “And remember to stay quiet.”
He pushed hard and I clapped my hand over my mouth to keep from yelling out as he forced my body to suddenly expand around him. “You don’t play fair.”
He leaned forward to kiss me while he waited for me to be ready for more. “Where would be the fun in playing fair? You seem to like it when I stack the deck.”
I nodded, closing my eyes, savoring every inch of Theo pressed against me and inside me. “I do. I like it a lot.”