14. Warm Whispers
14
WARM WHISPERS
L ux
We stayed up on the cliff watching the meteor shower for a couple of hours, until the time between meteors had slowed and I’d nearly fallen asleep in Theo’s arms. He gently roused me, and we made our way back down the pathway to the canoe.
When we got back to our campsite, nobody was awake. Soft snores came from every tent. Theo and I walked hand and hand up the hill. We reached his tent first, and I lingered, turning to face him. I wasn’t quite ready to end this moment with him. I dropped his hand, instantly feeling bereft of his touch.
“Thank you for that. I’ve never experienced anything like it,” I told him, my voice in a hushed whisper.
He lifted his hands, framing my face, and planted a gentle kiss on my lips before releasing me and leaning back enough to catch my gaze. “I’m glad to have been the one to experience it with you. Thanks for coming with me.”
Something about the way he was looking at me felt like an invitation. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation, or the fresh air…or the way my skin felt like it was on fire where he’d touched me, but I found myself stepping into him, my arms weaving around the back of his neck. I kissed him again, feeding off that feeling, wanting to fall into it.
His arms wrapped around my lower back, tugging me against his body, his heated kisses igniting that desire into an inferno, making my lower belly coil with wanton need. I could feel his need against me, hard and unyielding.
“Do you want to…” I tilted my head toward his tent. He arched a brow, a smile gracing his plump lips.
“I mean, if you want to… I’m more than down for that,” he said, his voice low, driving the point home by pushing his heavy erection against my lower belly.
“Yes, I definitely want to,” I grinned back, and he took my hand, leading me into his tent.
Theo had a two-person tent. It was smaller and cozier than Jasmine’s tent, but it smelt exactly like him. Like his heady, unique scent, a woodsy essence that made my mouth water, and my hormones kick into overdrive.
While he was turned around zipping up the tent shut behind us, I pulled my sweater and t-shirt off, letting it fall to the ground beside me. I wasn’t giving my insecurities or doubt any room to infiltrate this moment. I was letting my basic needs and desires drive the bus, focusing on the way he ignited my body and soul instead of worrying about the inevitable crash of the tomorrows I couldn’t control.
Theo turned and straightened slowly, his eyes on me like I was the miraculous meteor show we’d spent hours watching.
“God damn, you’re gorgeous, Lux,” he murmured, stepping toward me, his hands going to my hips. He lowered his head, capturing my lips in another searing kiss.
I was desperate to feel his skin against mine. I tugged on his sweater, trying to tug it over him while we still kissed. He laughed, pausing long enough to drag it and his t-shirt over his head before resuming the onslaught of kisses.
Theo’s body felt chiselled from stone, muscular and smooth and hard in all the right places. His abs tightened beneath my inquisitive touch. I felt like I could melt beneath the weight of my desire, my need to experience this perfect man in every sense. His kiss and his touch chased away everything negative, leaving behind a candescent warmth in the core of my very being.
His hands worked together as they explored my body reverently—one running up the small of my back to unhook my bra, while the other worked in conjunction to remove the straps from my shoulder—all the while never breaking the kiss.
Once my bra fell to the tent floor, Theo’s hands came up to cup my breasts, his thumbs working over my pebbled nipples. I moaned against his mouth, and he smiled. Then he moved his head, his lips trailing a pathway from my mouth to my neck, and slowly moving from there down to my breast, tasting and kissing as he went.
His lips went around one of my nipples, sucking while his teeth teased it. My hands gripped the back of his head, tangling in his hair as I arched against him.
Then he was lowering me to his air mattress, moving with me until he was hovering above me. The way he touched me made me feel like a goddess. It was full of unspoken promise and devotion.
I looked up at him, feeling brave and alluring. I ran my hand down the hard, smooth planes of his sculpted abdomen, slipping it under the waistband of his sweatpants.
Theo let out a tortured hiss as my fingers wrapped around his thick, hard length. My breath caught too when I stroked him, feeling how hard he was for me. My thumb brushed along his engorged tip, spreading the drop of pre-cum. His forehead dropped to mine; his breathing affected as I worked him over.
His hand wrapped around my wrist, slowing my pumps. “Easy, or I’m going to go off like a rocket before we get to the good stuff,” he warned with a mischievous smile. “You don’t know what you do to me.”
“I think I have an idea,” I laughed lightly, blushing as I withdrew my hand. Theo kissed me again, his hand moving to explore the softness of my body. He slid his hand down my waistband and under my panties, his fingers gliding over my slit.
“God, you’re soaked for me already,” he murmured, pumping his thick index finger into me. I arched my back, letting the sensation of his magic fingers bring me closer and closer to the edge.
At first, I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to orgasm. Scott had never been able to get me there, certainly not with his fingers. But it turned out that I didn’t have to worry, Theo knew exactly what he was doing. He seemed to have an uncanny ability to read my body and know what it wanted. He added a second finger, putting the perfect amount of pressure on my clit, and I came hard on his fingers.
He captured my moan with his mouth, swallowing the loud gasp with a kiss.
“Holy hell, Lux. That was hot as fuck,” he said, drawing his hand out to lick his glistening fingers. He moaned, as if the taste of me was a delicacy he’d hungered forever for.
“Do you have a condom?” I asked, still panting. I didn’t want to stop. I started wriggling out of my sweatpants while Theo rolled over to his bag, searching in one of the pockets.
He found what he was looking for, the foil packet catching the hint of moonlight that filtered in from the open window of his tent. He rolled back over, his eyes catching on my now fully naked body, and swallowed hard, his gaze focusing on the junction between my thighs.
He shoved his sweatpants down over his hips, casting them off, his cock springing free, the tip of it glistening with pre-cum. As far as cocks went, it was magnificent and a little intimidating. I leaned forward, my hair falling over my shoulders as I took him into my mouth, tasting him.
Theo collected my hair in his hands, holding it out of my face while I sucked and explored him, his hips tensing and lifting to meet my mouth.
“Jesus, Lux. You better stop—” he warned, his voice thick with desire.
I obeyed, only because I wanted to feel him inside me.
“We’ll revisit that later, then,” I promised him, kissing the tip before I fell back onto his air mattress.
Theo watched me, his eyes flickering with desire while he slowly rolled the condom over his impressive length. Then he moved between my thighs, gently nudging my knees open wider to accommodate his body. I brought my hands up to hold his hips, my fingers pressing into his skin a little.
“We don’t have to do this, you know,” he said, swallowing hard.
I knew if I wanted to change my mind, Theo wouldn’t hesitate—nor would he make me feel bad for it. But lucky for him—and me—I did not want to change my mind. I brought my arms up to wrap around his neck.
“I need you inside me, Theo,” I told him before pressing my lips to his, kissing him.
Theo kissed me back just as passionately, the tip of his cock pushing and sliding against my slick opening. I widened my legs more, and he slid in a few inches, the sensation making both of us let out a sigh of pleasure.
He lifted his head, his eyes locking with mine before he pulled out and thrusted his hips forward, fully sheathing himself inside me. It stung for a brief second, not in a painful way but a delicious way, and he gave me a moment to adjust to him. His lids fluttered when my walls squeezed around him, and he shook his head, smiling.
“You feel incredible, Lux. Just like I knew you would.”
To hear he’d thought of this moment too emboldened me. My body relaxed beneath his, and he started moving within me. I met his eager thrusts, lifting my hips as he slammed into me.
Theo pulled out and slammed back into me, gyrating his hips, hitting all the right places. A shiver of pleasure rolled through me, another orgasm cresting as he repeated the movement. My fingers dug into his shoulders—I needed to ground myself from flying.
His lips parted as he took in the expression on my face as I unravelled around him, clenching tight around him.
“Fuck, Lux,” he grunted as I clenched around him.
Theo slammed into me a few more times, dropping his head to rest against my neck as he stilled, seated deep inside me. He moaned against my neck as he came.
It was the hottest sexual experience I’d ever had. The sound of his moans, the way he’d filled me and moved within me ignited me in a way I’d never felt before. I wasn’t a virgin by any means, but I guess Scott didn’t know how to get the responses out of me that Theo inherently knew. I hadn’t realized how lacking he was until Theo, that sex could be this explosive and world changing.
“Are you okay?” Theo asked, peering down at me to make sure I was alright.
“Yes,” I said, nodding even though I was still unable to catch my breath after my last orgasm had stolen it from my lungs. He pulled out and rolled the condom off, tying it so that it wouldn’t make a mess. He set it aside, then rolled over to pull me to his chest.
“I don’t even know my name right now,” he chuckled, pressing a kiss against my temple. “You are extraordinary.”
I could feel my cheeks heating, which was funny—to become bashful over his words when he’d made me come seven ways from Sunday, but I wasn’t used to such praise. I curled up against him, my hand going to his chest, feeling his pounding heart beneath my palm.
“I think you’re the one who’s extraordinary. How did you…” I trailed off, my embarrassment growing.
“How did I what?” he asked, amusement colouring his tone.
“How did you know how to…do the things you did? I’ve never…” I said, pausing again, words failing me and shame trying to creep in. I shouldn’t ask him how he learned the skills he had, that was notably unsexy, and I probably wouldn’t like the answer. I also didn’t want him thinking I was some sad virgin when that wasn’t the case. Even if I had only been with one other person before, I still had some experience.
Sensing my embarrassment, Theo put a finger to my chin and lifted my face to look at me. “What feels good for you feels good for me, so why wouldn’t I want you to feel good?” he asked, arching a brow.
“Makes sense,” I murmured, and he kissed me again, slow and deep. The kiss ended all too soon, but before I could say anything else, a yawn escaped.
“Are you tired? It’s getting close to four o’clock,” Theo said, his voice wistful like he wished that wasn’t the case.
“Yeah, I’m tired,” I replied, trying to swallow back the lump of emotion in my throat. Part of me wondered if this was him trying to politely dismiss me, so I sat up and searched for my clothes.
“What are you doing?” he asked, leaning up on his elbows.
“Well, I thought I should…go?” I replied, so far from my element I didn’t know which way was up.
“I don’t want you to go,” he grinned. “You can stay and sleep with me if you want.”
I debated, looking at how relaxed he was. I didn’t want to leave, but the mounting pressure in my bladder told me I couldn’t roll over and fall asleep with him. I had to tend to my basic needs. “Alright, I’ll be right back, I have to pee.”
Theo nodded as I tugged my sweater and pants on. He handed me a flashlight, and I disappeared to the thunderbox to take care of business before returning.
I paused at the pathway, looking between Jasmine and Theo’s tents. Was this truly a good idea? What would the others say in the morning when I stumbled out of Theo’s tent?
Did I even care what they said?
“You’re thinking pretty hard over there,” Theo’s voice was a low whisper, but I still jumped as if he’d shouted the words. I hadn’t expected him to be waiting for me near his tent.
“Having regrets?” he asked, arching a brow at me.
I let out a small laugh, shaking my head at my own ridiculousness, and walked toward him. “No, no regrets. Just wondering how bad of an idea it is to fall asleep in your arms.”
He grinned. “I think it’s a great idea, personally. But if you don’t want to, I understand.”
“I want to, but…” I let my words fade, glancing at the other tents. A symphony of snores, soft and deep, surrounded us. Everyone was still asleep, but what if they got up before us in the morning? It was like Theo could sense my train of thought.
“They might tease us a little, but they won’t judge,” he assured me, holding his hand out to me. I took it, following him back into the warmth of his tent. “Besides, I want to know what it feels like to wake up with you in my arms.”
Something about his words and the way he said it made me swoon. Theo zipped the tent up behind us while I got comfortable on his mattress. The temperature had dropped considerably, so I didn’t want to take off my pants, but the sweater was too bulky for me to sleep comfortably in. I took it off, my top half naked.
“God damn,” Theo murmured, taking in the sight of my breasts and adjusting himself. “You’re too irresistible, Lux. I’m not sure how I’m supposed to keep my hands off you for the rest of this trip.”
“So don’t,” I challenged, peering up at him.