Page 77 of Snow, Ice, and Spice
That familiar fire flashes in Theo’s eyes. He runs a tongue along his bottom lip and grips my waist. He pulls me tight against him before thumbing the belt of my robe.
He lowers his mouth to my neck. “How much time do we have?” he asks against my skin. The soft vibrations send shivers across my body. I close my eyes and hum in an attempt to keep myself from ripping that gorgeous suit off Theo’s body and having my way with him right here on the floor.
“The party starts at seven,” I say through a shaky whisper. “It’ll take us at least forty minutes to drive down…”
“So that gives us ten whole minutes.” He runs his tongue along the side of my neck and kisses me hard. My knees give out, but he’s gripping me so securely that I stay standing, propped against him.
It’s only been a couple weeks of us hooking up and already he’s memorized what makes me literally weak in the knees…both in and out of bed.
There’s no second-guessing or shy moves when it comes to Theo. He navigates my body with confidence, always knowing where and how to touch me. And kiss me. And fuck me.
I think back to the first time we were together in the guest house. How he watched me get myself off. He must have been cataloging everything that turned me on because every single time we’ve been together, he’s never, ever missed.
He may be cocky and obnoxious, but god, does he know his way around a woman’s body.
My eyes roll back as he gently scrapes his teeth along the drop of my shoulder. It takes all the strength inside of me to lean back and step out of his touch.
“We’ll have to finish this later,” I tell him, tugging the knot of my robe tighter. “I still need to get dressed.”
Theo groans. I can see the struggle play out on his handsome face. He eyes me with a hungry look. “The second we get home though, I want you naked and in my bed.”
Heat flashes straight to my lower abdomen, and my clit pulses. “Yes, please.”
I reach up and help him tie his tie.
“How do you know how to do this?” he asks.
“I have two older brothers and a dad who runs fancy restaurants. I’ve seen them tie ties millions of times. I could do it in my sleep.”
When I finish, I turn to leave, but he catches me by the wrist and pulls me in for a filthy kiss. When we break apart, my lipstick is smeared all over his mouth.
“Crap.” I move to wipe his face, but he shakes his head and instead grins proudly.
I can’t help but chuckle.
“Get cleaned up. I’ll throw on my dress, and we’ll head out,” I say as I scurry out of his bedroom to my room.
I slip into an emerald green chiffon, floor-length dress, throw on a gold bracelet and my favorite pair of earrings, and slide into my heels.
When I walk out into the living room, I see Theo leaning against the back of the couch scrolling on his phone.
“Ready,” I say.
When he glances up at me, his eyes look like they’re on the verge of popping out of his head. His jaw unhinges and he drops his phone.
“Fuck, you look hot,” he mutters. Then he blinks and shakes his head, like he’s coming out of a trance. A hungry grin tugs at his lips.
He walks toward me. Actually, walks isn’t the right word. “Prowls” is better. Like I’m the only thing in the room he sees and he has to have me right now.
He grabs me by the waist and pulls me against him.
“That dress…” His hungry gaze falls down the length of my body, landing on my boobs.
“It’s your cousin’s. Ingrid said I could borrow it,” I tease, holding back a laugh as he grimaces.
“I’m gonna pretend I didn’t know that.”
I laugh.
