Chapter Fifteen #2
I rolled Theo onto the bed, falling between his hips as I kissed down his neck and adoring the way he threw his head back to beg for more.
Trailing my mouth down his body, I used my lips to make my adoration clear.
I sucked a mark into the skin above his hip, knowing that nobody would see it but the two of us.
Every time Theo looked at it for the next few days, he’d think of this moment and remember how much I wanted him.
Theo bucked his hips and cried out as I licked the silken head of his cock before sucking him into my mouth, giving him a mere taste of what I could do and drawing him towards the point of no return before releasing him.
Theo whined, his pout so obvious I was sure it could be seen from space, but all I did was smile and place kisses along the inside of his thighs before he could complain.
Theo drew his legs up, spreading them wide and showing off his hole. The skin was dark pink and surrounded by soft, pale hair and I couldn’t resist leaning forward to place a kiss on the furled skin before flicking my tongue across it, drawing more moans from my darling brat.
I’d heard some of the noises Theo made before because I’d always watched his MyFans videos, but as I took him apart with my tongue, I realised these were different.
The noises he made with me were softer, breathier, and more insistent.
I didn’t think Theo ever faked it, but there was a stark difference between fucking on camera, where your pleasure was often secondary to that of your fans and subscribers, and fucking in private, where you could be open and vulnerable in a completely different way.
When Theo’s hole was soft and wet from my tongue, I reached for the lube, squeezing some onto my fingers and trying to warm it as best I could before I brushed it on his skin.
“Can I use my fingers?” I asked, trailing my lips down the inside of his thigh. He’d look so pretty with his thighs tied open, something like a frog tie. I’d have to remember to ask how he felt about being tied during sex.
“Yes! Fuck, Laurie, please!” Theo whimpered plaintively as I sucked a mark into his inner thigh and brushed my index finger across his hole. “I don’t… I don’t need much prep. I can take it.”
“I’m sure you can, but you’re not going to. You’re going to let me open you slowly,” I said, soothing the red mark I’d made on his skin with another kiss. “Let me worship you, my darling. Let me adore you.”
Theo moaned and nodded, his mouth falling open to the prettiest O as I teased his hole with my finger before gently pressing inside. His channel was tight and hot, and I could only imagine what it would feel like around my cock.
I tried not to let myself get distracted and instead focused on the task at hand.
Theo made the most beautiful noises as I carefully prepared him for me, stretching and working him open until he begged for more.
His pretty cock was hard and dripping against his abdomen and I couldn’t resist pressing another kiss to the slick head as I worked my way back up his body, my fingers still buried inside him.
“Do you still want to ride me?” I asked as I kissed Theo’s neck, drinking in his breathless moans. “Or shall I make love to you like this?”
“I… fuck… why are you making this so hard?”
“I think that’s the point.”
He snorted and laughed into my shoulder. “Not that… I meant the decision. Why’s the decision so hard?”
“Is it because it’s the first time?”
“Maybe… I just, I don’t want it to be the last time. I want to try everything with you.”
“Then we can.” I gently slid my fingers out of him and leant up so I could look down at his face. I’d never seen anything as wondrous as Theo in that moment. “This can be the beginning. All you have to do is decide where we start.”
Theo looked up at me, his eyes shining with emotion. “Like this.” He wrapped his arms around my neck and drew me in for a kiss. “I want you like this.”
Our mouths met in a hungry kiss that resonated deep inside my chest, as if a great mechanism had locked something in place.
I slipped my hand between our bodies and grasped my cock, pressing the head against his waiting hole.
Our gasps and moans mingled in the air as I slowly pushed inside him, the tight heat of his body surrounding my shaft. I’d never felt anything more perfect.
Theo groaned as I bottomed out and I kissed him languidly as I waited for his body to adjust.
“Now,” he said, the word a broken plea. I began to rock my hips, slowly thrusting in and out of him.
Theo moaned and the sound went right through me, stealing my soul and my heart along with it.
I’d told Theo this was the beginning, and it had to be because if whatever this was between us ever ended, I wouldn’t survive the fallout.
Theo kissed me again, connecting our bodies in every way we could as I slowly made love to him.
“Laurie… my Laurie,” Theo murmured. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m not going to,” I said, rolling my hips and adoring the moan it drew from his throat. “Not until you come for me.”
“I… Don’t rush.” He wrapped his hands around my neck, holding me against him.
“I won’t. We have all the time in the world.”
“What… what about work?” he asked, gasping into my mouth as I slid one hand down to his bottom and gently tugged his leg up higher, changing the angle and allowing me to thrust deeper into him. Theo groaned. “Oh fuck, Laurie. Right there. That’s… fuck, that’s perfect.”
“Who cares about work?” I kissed him again. For the first time in my life, I didn’t care if we were late. I wanted to revel in this moment for as long as possible. The rest of the day could wait until we were ready.
He laughed softly and threw his head back into the pillow, gazing up at me with eyes brighter than a clear summer sky. “I… I’ll remind you of that tomorrow.”
I smiled and thrust harder into him, rubbing my cock over his prostate and drawing more moans from his lips. If I were a musician, I would write symphonies with the sounds Theo made because, to me, they were as beautiful as one.
He arched his back and pushed me deeper into him, sliding his hand between our bodies to grasp his cock.
He moaned and kissed me harder, nipping my lip and soothing the spot as his other hand toyed with my hair.
Heat trickled down my spine like volcanic magma crawling over rock, intense and all-consuming.
“Laurie,” Theo said, eyes wide as he gasped and moaned. “Please… more… I need…”
“I’ve got you,” I said with a kiss, rolling my hips and thrusting deep inside him over and over until he cried out in pleasure, painting our skin with his release.
Theo was panting and moaning, clutching onto me as his orgasm shook his body.
He gripped me tighter, his fingers clutching my hair as his channel pulsed around me, pulling my cock deep inside him and squeezing it tightly.
“Laurie,” Theo repeated in an exquisite tone I’d never heard. It was like it was for me alone.
And with that word, I shattered.
My orgasm crashed over me with the intensity of a winter storm, shaking me to my core and sending molten pleasure spiralling through every atom of my being. It was perfection and destruction all at once.
And I knew then and there, with more certainty than I had ever known anything, that I would give Theo my soul if he asked for it.
For I had already given him my heart.
It had been his for six years.