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Her eyes well as she says, “I don’t think I ever stopped loving you either. I love you so fucking much.”
Chapter Thirty-One
Carrington
Ilean in and kiss the tear that’s slowly tracking down Thea’s cheek. The left one. Just like always. The familiarity of that alone ignites a pang in my chest. The salt of the tear awakens my taste buds. Thea’s lemon scent mingles with the jasmine tea she’s drinking and makes my mouth water. I wish I could bottle this smell. I trail small kisses lower down her face and across her jaw. My eyes catch the goosebumps erupting all over her skin.
I pull back just an inch and allow my eyes to focus on hers. Heat has replaced the sadness from a moment ago. Thea’s eyes flick down to my lips, and that’s all the permission I need. I slant my lips across hers, and she immediately opens for me. Our tongues sweep against each other, and we move together. My hands find themselves entangled in her waves, and she’s pushing me back into the couch. Her thighs straddle mine, and the most delicious whimper escapes her.
I pull her to me, but I’m desperate to get closer. Her hands find the hem of my shirt, and she moves back to make room topull it over my head. She rakes her palms and lust-filled eyes over my torso. In the dim light, I can just make out her brown eyes tracing the tattoos across my chest and down my arms.
“Fuck. How is it possible you got hotter?” she whispers, mostly to herself, I think. I chuckle and pull her back to me, capturing her lips once again. I can’t get enough of her mouth, the feel of her tongue gliding against mine, her taste, the small involuntary whimpers she breathes out. My hands trail down her back to her ass. I grip it and slowly guide her hips to move against my already hard cock. We’re separated by just a few layers of clothing, and I can’t wait to have nothing between us. Feel her wet pussy on my skin. Just the mental image has a groan climbing up my throat.
As soon as she catches on to my intentions, she grinds her core down on my cock, and I let out another groan at the added pressure.
As she continues to rub herself against me, I trail kisses down her jaw to her neck, gently nipping at the sensitive skin, drawing out a small gasp from her.
“Goddamn, those sounds drive me wild, Lemon.” Her pulse hammers under my tongue as I continue my assault on her neck. I know I’m leaving marks, but I don’t care. I want her skin to be covered in me—my bites, my smell, my cum. The thought sends a shiver down my spine that settles low in my groin.
My words spur her on, and she bucks harder against me. My hands knead into her ass, guiding her to help find her pleasure. Thea’s head is thrown back, hair hanging loose behind her, eyes closed. She’s panting heavily.Fuck. I want to be inside her, worshiping her, filling her up. The oversized t-shirt has ridden down, exposing one of her shoulders and a large portion of her chest, her skin is golden in the warm light of the fire. I lick and suck there too. I can’t get enough. I want to taste every inch of her. Reacquaint myself with every birthmark, every freckle.
“Are you going to come for me, baby?” I ask. “Are you going to rub that cunt on me until you fall apart? I bet you’re so fucking wet.” She moans at my words, and her body tightens in my hands. Her muscles clenching, winding up. Her movements and breathing become scattered.
Suddenly, she brings her head forward, leaning her forehead against mine. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, Cary. Please,” she begs. She’s close, so fucking close. I want to help tip her over the edge.
“What do you need, baby? Take it. Use me.”
“Just… more.” She’s whining now. I grip her hips tighter, pulling her impossibly closer. My fingers will leave bruises, and my dick gets harder at the thought.
The extra pressure must be exactly what she was looking for because for just a second she stills, her heavy breaths cease as the orgasm washes over her. She trembles in my arms and rasps out a deep moan that has me almost coming in my pants like a fucking teenager. I love watching this woman fall apart for me.
Thea’s eyes open and find mine. She sucks in a ragged breath and kisses me deeply, biting on my bottom lip when she pulls back. There’s a huge smile on her face. “We haven’t done that in a long time,” she says, and I chuckle.
“I hope you know I’m not done with you yet,” I say, kissing her again, my tongue mapping out the inside of her mouth. I could spend hours, days just kissing her. But just as I think I’m about to flip us so I can get a taste of her pussy, she slides down my body, her knees hitting the floor in front of the couch.
She drags her hands down my chest and abs to my pants, quickly undoing the button and zipper. Before she can reach in and wrap those warm fingers around my cock, I gently grip her hands.
“I have a better idea,” I say. She looks up at me, her dark eyes huge and questioning. I see the shadow of her tongue dart out and lick across her lips.
I stand up, and she pulls back to sit on her feet.Fuck. She looks so gorgeous. From this angle, I see what my hands have done as they gripped her hair, some of the faint bite marks already marring her perfect neck. Her lips are swollen and glistening from our kisses. She looks fucking debauched, and I can’t wait to wreck her further.
She sits there, her legs under her. The oversized shirt hanging off her frame. Eyes wide and full of the same lust coursing through my veins. She looks like such a good fucking girl.
She looks likemine.
I grip my cock through my pants to help relieve some of the ache as I take in the sight of her for a moment.
Grabbing the blanket she had draped over herself before I came in, I lay it down on the soft rug in front of the fire. Then turn to Thea and hold out my hand for her. She grips it, stands, and makes her way around the coffee table to the edge of the blanket. I grab the hem of her shirt and slowly slide it up over her head. Thea raises her arms to help me. When it drops to the floor, she’s left in nothing but a yellow pair of lacy panties. Saliva pools in my mouth, and I swallow heavily as I take her in. Shadows dance across her skin, highlighting the curve of her hips and the swell of her breasts.
I step closer to her and run a hand down her arm, mesmerized as goosebumps pebble in the wake of my touch. A small shudder courses through her. Everything in me screams to rip that tiny piece of fabric she calls underwear off her and plunge into her, fuck her without abandon, leave her boneless. But I want to take my time. I want us both to remember every fucking second of tonight. Because this is the start of the rest of our lives. No matter what happens with RED or my job or my brother, this right here is staying exactly as it is. I’m never letting this woman go. Not again.
I lean down and kiss her neck. Once. Twice. I move further down her body. Shoulder, clavicle. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, but she stands and waits to see what I’ll do next. She’s exquisite.
I reach my hand up and grip one of her breasts, bringing my mouth down on her nipple. I graze my teeth on the bud, and Thea lets out a small squeak of surprise, her hands coming up to my waist. I skim my tongue across her nipple to soothe the sting and feel her nails dig into my sides.
Kneeling down in front of her, I say, “I can’t wait to find out how fucking soaked you got for me, baby.” I hook my fingers into Thea’s panties and slide them down her legs before helping her step out of them. I then run my palms up from her ankles to the tops of her thighs and press my hand between them to feel her center. “Look at you, you’re already a mess for me.”
My fingers easily slide through her arousal, and I slip two inside her, just wanting to feel her warm pussy around them. The tight squeeze, her musky-sweet scent, the quiet whimper she exhales are all making me feral. I feel my heartbeat in my cock, and I don’t think I’ll be able to last long when I finally sink inside her.
