Chapter 32
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W e can't take more than two steps without touching each other. The brush of our shoulders, his fingers sliding over my wrist, my hand trailing down his chest. It's like the world is holding its breath, waiting for this cataclysmic collision to finally happen; like fate has been leading me here since I took my first breath.
"In order to set the proper expectations for tonight, I have to ask you a question," Theo rasps, his breath warm on my ear.
I look up at him, running my thumb along the edge of his bottom lip, thinking about how those lips feel in other places.
"Do you want to have sex tonight?"
"Are you really asking me that question?"
"Answer me, Isla."
"Yes. Lots of it." I answer, enunciating every word. "Is that clear enough for you?"
"Crystal." His hand brushes over the side of my breast as he takes hold of my upper arm, pulling me from the elevator. My back arches, a lightning bolt of desire streaking down my spine, igniting a fire deep in my core .
"Theo," I moan, my knees threatening to give out as my body tries to recalibrate.
"God, Isla. I'm not sure we'll survive the night." He sweeps me into his arms, carrying me down the hallway. I pull the room key from his pocket and unlock the door, twisting the handle so he can kick it open. He sets me down, slams the door closed and pushes me against it, hauling my legs around his waist.
"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this?" he asks, pushing a lock of hair behind my ear, his touch tender.
"Probably not as long as me," I tease, the corner of my mouth pulling up.
"Bullshit. I couldn't figure out why I only seemed to be able to think with my dick until I realized."
"Until you realized what?" I ask, tracing his cheekbone with my thumb before skimming my fingertips over the short hair at the nape of his neck.
"That it's not lust."
I raise an eyebrow.
"Not just lust," he corrects, chuckling.
"What is it then?"
"I am so fucking in love with you, Isla."
My soul breathes a sigh of relief. Everything is finally right with the world.
"Tell me you love me, too, Sunflower. That you can't imagine life without me."
I look up at the man before me, at the thorny exterior that hides the gooey center I never would have guessed was there if I hadn't given him a chance.
"Tell me you're all in," he begs, his voice husky. "I know we're a lot, I swear to god we’ll make it worth it. I need you to tell me before we make love because I know the second my cock slides into you, it's over for me."
A pulse starts between my legs, desperate for him. "I love you, Theo. And I love your brothers. I'm all in. For as long as you'll have me. "
"Forever," he growls, crushing his lips to mine. His touch is wild, desperate. I meet his energy, pouring all of my feelings into this kiss, wanting to show him that I'm his until the end of time. That I'd surely die without him. My legs start slipping down his hips, my dress making it impossible to keep my grip. I kick off my shoes the second my feet are on the floor, pushing up on my tiptoes to keep his lips on mine.
"This dress has to go," he says roughly, turning me and slowly tugging down the zipper, his breathing jagged and uneven as he slides his palms up my back, nudging the dress from my shoulders. It slips over my body and puddles at my feet on the floor in a pool of emerald green. Theo's gaze trails slowly over my bare skin, blazing a trail of hunger in its wake. He reaches to unhook my bra, but I take a step back.
"Your turn," I insist, desperate to be able to run my hands over every inch of his skin, to brand him with my touch and claim him as mine. My eyes follow his hands as he moves from button to button, slowly exposing more and more of his chest until I feel like I can barely breathe. He slows once he gets to the fourth button, and I lose my patience, wrenching his shirt open, buttons popping off and rolling away across the floor as I push the fabric off his shoulders. This is what I've been waiting for: the feel of his skin beneath my fingers, muscles jumping as I drag my hands down his torso.
"Isla, if I don't get my mouth on you right this second, I may die." He picks me up and throws me onto the bed, crawling up after me, pushing my knees wide. A growl comes from deep in his throat, moisture gushing in response. He pulls my underwear to the side, licking a path up the center of my pussy, swirling his tongue around my clit.
"Fuck, Theo," I gasp, my hips jerking in response. I'm so close I swear I could get there just by him breathing on me.
"So fucking sweet," he groans, dipping a finger into me, massaging my G-spot and chuckling as my back arches.
"Theo, please."
"Tell me what you want, baby girl."
"I need you in me. "
"I am in you," he reminds me, crooking his finger. I buck against him, my breath catching in my throat as his touch lights up my nerve endings.
"I need your cock in me. Now." I'm not too proud to beg. "Please, Theo."
"Not yet," he says roughly, adjusting himself in his pants.
"Why not?"
"I don't think you understand that the second my cock slides into that warm cunt, I'm done for. I won't be able to stop until I come. I have to get you there before that."
"I'll get there with you," I promise.
"There's no chance. I have maybe thirty seconds in me. I've been waiting too long for this, Isla."
"And you think I haven't? Just thinking about it has me on the edge. Trust me. We have all night to take it slow. I want the first time to be rough. Wild. I want every single emotion you've been holding back."
"You don't know what you're asking for."
"Yes, I fucking do." I sit up, pushing him back onto his knees. I unbuckle his belt, ripping it out of his belt loops with a satisfying snap before tackling his button.
"Isla-"
"Give me what I want, Theo."
He groans, the sound raising the tiny hairs on my arms. "How can I refuse when it's all I've wanted since I saw you in the bar that night? I think I knew all the way back then."
"Knew what?"
"That you're my endgame, Sunflower. I've been looking for you my entire life, and now that I have you, I'm never letting go."
"I'm going to hold you to that." I pull his cock out, my core clenching as I take hold, squeezing his hard length.
"Fucking hell. Keep doing that, and I'm going to come in your hand." His hips surge, pushing his cock through my fingers. Once. Twice, then he's on top of me, pushing me into the bed, his weight pressing me down .
“I’ll regret it for the rest of my life if I rush this, Isla. I’m going to take it slow, treasure your body like you deserve.” He positions his cock at my entrance, the crown stretching me, making my body tremble. Every nerve ending in my body goes haywire as he pushes into me, filling me. "Relax, Sunflower."
I take deep breaths, focusing on relaxing my muscles.
"Good girl," he grunts, sliding the rest of the way in. "You're so fucking tight."
I clench around him, my core spasming in response to his praise. One hard thrust and I'll shatter. But he doesn't give in. I wind my legs around him as he withdraws, trying to keep him inside me, but I'm only rewarded with a husky chuckle.
"Not yet, Sunflower." He sits back on his knees, looking down at me, worshipping me with his eyes. A strangled moan twists its way out of my throat as he slides two fingers into me. He watches as he fucks me with them, his teeth buried in his bottom lip. His pinky sliding along my ass crack with his next thrust.
"Theo!" I twist away from him, but he flattens his palm on my lower stomach, holding me still.
"I can tell you like it," he says roughly, circling the pad of his finger, watching me closely.
I cover my face with my hands, my cheeks burning.
"Why are you embarrassed?"
"I–I don't know."
"Has anyone ever done that before?"
"Once."
"Did you like it?"
"Not particularly."
"And now?" he asks, pushing the tip of his finger inside me.
I groan, my hips angling toward him without my consent. "Yes," I whisper, mortified.
"Thank fuck," he breathes, his eyes never leaving my face as he slowly fucks my ass with his finger.
"Why are you relieved?" I ask, my voice trembling.
"Honestly? Because I've been dreaming of the day I get to see you thoroughly fucked by three cocks at once. I want to see your face when we fill you to the point you can't remember your name. We'll fuck you so good you'll never be able to go back."
I whimper as he lies down between my legs, fastens his mouth over my clit and sucks. One more pull and I'm breaking apart beneath him, squeezing his head between my thighs as I shatter.
"So fucking beautiful," he breathes, laying his head on my thigh and breathing me in. I don't have time to catch my breath before he's pulling me between his knees at the end of the bed, the full-length mirror directly in front of us. I watch as bends down to lick a line over the globe of my ass cheek, biting hard at the base of my spine.
"Fuck, Theo," I gasp, my entire body spasming. He holds his cock steady with one hand as he guides me down, impaling me as he pulls me onto his lap. He hooks my legs around his knees, spreading my thighs open, both of us getting the perfect view of his cock stretching me wide.
"Oh god," I mumble, trying to rock my hips, but he holds me still, his arm banded across my stomach.
"Don't move," he commands, restraint etched in the lines of his face. His gaze slides down to my pussy, both of us watching as he drags his fingers along my lips, teasing me.
"Show me how you get yourself off."
"What?" I ask, my gaze snapping to his in the mirror.
"You heard me," he says gruffly, taking my hand and moving it between my legs.
"Theo–"
"Show me," he demands, eyes dark, his cock flexing inside me. I squeeze back, moaning at the fullness. I can't imagine three. I'd be so full I wouldn't be able to think, I'd be at their mercy. I clench around him, so fucking turned on I can barely breathe. I slide my hand over my stomach and down between my legs, cradling my clit between my pointer and ring finger, my middle finger riding over my center as I easily slide back and forth, desire coating my fingers, dripping down his balls. The sight is so fucking erotic. Covering my fingers lightly with his own, he memorizes the movement before pulling my hand up to his mouth and licking me off his fingers.
"Look how wet you are for me, baby."
I moan, my breath shuddering out of me as he slides his hand back between my legs. "You take me so good," he groans, tilting his hips, pushing in even deeper. "That's my girl, take every last inch," he says roughly, thrusting hard. I cry out as my muscles tense around him. He jerks me to my feet, both of us breathing hard. "On your stomach, Sunflower. I'm about to blow your fucking mind."