Page 84 of My Turn Petal
Stepping into my living room in my robe, I snatch a cookie from the plate on the coffee table. “What are you doing?”
Theo wears his black-framed eyeglasses, reading a book and snuggling on the couch.
“I’m reading a romance book and in between checking my student’s exams.”
I take a seat near his legs while he rests the book on the table.
“You’re way too sexy and incredibly irresistible like this, Mr. Roberts.”
He grabs my hips, pulls me on top of his tight body, and starts rubbing my back.
His devotion to helping me overcome this is the most selfless act I’ve ever witnessed. He puts my needs first every day without resenting me for the opportunities he misses.
“I want to try.” Locking my legs on either side of him, I back up, opening my robe and exposing my naked body.
His hungry eyes paint me a vivid picture of all the things he wants to do to me while his palms knead my thighs.
I lean forward to kiss his cheeks, his right eye, left eye, forehead, nose, upper lip, and bottom lip which I end up nibbling.
He turns his body to get up with me attached to him, locking my limbs at his rear as he carries us to my bedroom.
He sinks on the edge of the bed. My lips play with his face, pretending to kiss him, but then, just feather his skin again and again. Our fingers dance with each other; slightly touching, tickling, and grazing.
My cheek skims his stubble, and my mouth brushes his full parted lips.
“Your seduction methods are working.” He uses his mischievous tone, smirking at my well-worth efforts.
I continue to tease him, kissing the edges of his mouth.
“You want my cock?” He whispers in my ear. “Huh?” Five fingers play with my pussy and five around my neck, dominating me. “Answer me.”
Following his happy trail, I squeeze his bulge, mingling my moans with his loud groan.
It only fuels him to assault my clit harder, bringing me to a cusp of an orgasm in minutes. The images from our play time in the woods run through my head and his scent contributes to my release.
I toss my head backward and he indulges the invitation and plants wet kisses across my jaw.
His grip around my throat tightens until my eyes squint and his blurry shape is the last thing I see before I’m being swallowed by an unstoppable tsunami of a climax. My pussy opens up for him and he inserts a finger inside me.
“Take my finger.” He squeezes my throat again.
His fierce touch yet tender in the right places is a supreme harmony. Goosebumps rise over my flesh and those tiny strokes inside me feel so divine.
“Are you ready for a second one?”
I nod. “Ready.”
While he inserts another finger, I try to push my thoughts away the best I can. Taking his tender strokes and his beautiful efforts to stretch my walls.
I thrive.
“Mmm, yes.”
“It would feel better once my cock is buried deep inside you.”
I love his filthy fucking mouth and everything he does for me.
He opts his pumps slightly faster, building a knot in my core. “Petal, you’re going to take all of me.”
