Chapter 19 #2
“Yes,” she breathed, her head thrown back, her back arched to allow him better access. She was a huge fan of breast play, which suited him perfectly, because he was a tit man and more than willing to spend hours with hers.
Gretchen broke away first, using her grip on his hair to pull him off with a pop. “Want you.”
Theo would never get sick of hearing those words. Lifting his ass, he drew down his boxer briefs, the head of his cock weeping with precome.
One of these days, he swore to himself, he’d manage to work up some level of stamina with Gretchen. God only knew when that would be, though, because every stroke of her fingers, every kiss from her lips, every moan from her throat turned him right the fuck on.
The moment his cock was free, Gretchen was there, her fingers wrapped around his shaft, gripping it firmly as she drew her hand up and down, dragging him into the danger zone within minutes.
Tugging her hand away with a firm grasp of her wrist, he pushed her to her back, coming over her.
Gretchen spread her legs wide so that he could settle between.
“Come inside me,” she whispered.
He leaned down to kiss her. However, this time, it was no gentle or quick peck. His lips took what they wanted, demanded her acquiescence.
The head of his cock nudged against her opening, and she pulled away, gasping.
“How do you want it?” he whispered in her ear.
“What?”
“Fast and hard or slow and easy. Your choice, kitten.”
She closed her eyes, and she shivered as she responded, “Fast, hard.”
He groaned at her request. “God, yes.”
Clearly, she’d expected him to thrust in as she’d requested, so she was surprised by his steady, slow entrance.
Her eyes opened, questioning.
“I’m going to give you what you want, but first, I’m going to savor this. You’re so hot, so tight, so perfect.”
“And you’re my dream come true.”
Theo’s heart flooded with warmth at her words. Her admission spoke directly to his heart and his soul, and he fell even deeper in love with her.
Once he was fully seated, he paused and looked at her. “Love you,” he murmured.
“Love you too.”
He pulled his cock out until only the head remained lodged in her tight grip. Then he set them free. Theo pushed into her, but this time, he didn’t stop. Over and over, he moved inside her, the pace gloriously strong and fast and hard.
Grasping her breasts, he tugged at the sensitive flesh, his fingers squeezing her nipples hard.
Gretchen—his greedy, gorgeous lover—pleaded for more.
Their lips met, even as they panted for breath. He felt her fingernails score his shoulders and back as she tilted her hips, his cock hitting that magic spot inside.
“God!” she screamed, and he felt her release, felt her body explode around him.
Theo clenched his teeth so hard he feared he’d break them, but he was determined that this wouldn’t be the end. Not yet.
He rode out the storm, slowing his pace until her orgasm began to wane. Gretchen’s hands now rested by her head, palms up as if she was surrendering. It took a full minute before she recovered enough to realize he was still rock-hard and buried deep inside her.
“You’re going to kill me,” she said, her voice husky from her cries. “Kill me with orgasms.”
“Nah,” he said, kissing the tip of her nose. “You can take it. Because you’re not just my good girl, kitten, you’re one hell of a badass.”
Gretchen’s pussy clenched around him, letting him know without words just how much she liked that.
“So roll over, badass. Because I’m just getting started.”
Gretchen did as he said, or at least she tried, flopping to her stomach with all the strength of a rag doll. Once she was face down, he gripped her hips, pulling them up until she was supporting her weight with her knees.
Goddamn, she had one hell of an ass. Unable to resist, Theo lifted his hand and placed a light slap on the right cheek.
Gretchen jolted with surprise; he’d been careful to keep the tease light and painless.
When she looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes dark with desire, he nearly came right then and there.
“Do that again,” she said, in that demanding tone that he fucking loved. He loved seeing his little kitty’s claws come out, grabbing what she wanted.
He slapped the other ass cheek but kept the smack soft.
She shot him a look. “Do it like you mean it.”
Theo narrowed his eyes. “Gretchen,” he started.
“I love it, Theo. And I know you won’t hurt me. At least, not in a way that won’t ensure I come so hard I see stars. So do it like you mean it. Now.”
The second she imperiously added the word now , he gave her exactly what she—and he—wanted. He spanked her harder—though not as hard as he could, waiting for her response. When she moaned with desire and lifted her ass higher, he set himself free.
He spanked her a dozen more times, varying the placement and force, as Gretchen writhed beneath him, begging for more.
He could have kept going for hours, her pink ass something he would see in his dreams every night going forward, but he was only human, and his resistance was in tatters.
Gripping her hips, he guided his dick back to her opening, and this time, there was no slow entry. Instead, he pounded in, determined she would feel this tomorrow.
Up until now, he’d been a gentle lover, but he could see that wasn’t what she wanted or needed tonight.
His kitten was a wildcat, and it occurred to him, she’d learned a hell of a lot from those romance novels she loved to read so much.
Her hand appeared between their legs, and she palmed his balls, toying with them.
“Fuck,” Theo muttered, rubbing his hands over her pink ass, squeezing the flesh to keep the burn going.
“Yes!” she screamed. “God, yes. Theo!”
He bent over her back, even as his cock kept thrusting, relentlessly. “You feel that, kitten? Feel how deep I am? How wet you are? You were made for me.”
“Fate,” she reminded him breathlessly. “Inevitable.”
“Fate,” he repeated, pounding into her, his balls growing tight. Something else was inevitable too.
Gretchen’s body trembled roughly as her climax crashed in on her, and this time, she took him down with her. Theo grunted as pulse after pulse erupted inside her, and he was sorry it wouldn’t take root. Talking about the future and children made him long to start right now.
“Love you,” he murmured once he came down. He was still curled over her body. Somehow, she was holding the supplicant pose, her lower body resting on her bent knees, her cheek pressed against the blankets beneath them.
“I want to live with you,” she whispered.
She pushed herself up, and as Theo shifted back, resting his ass on his ankles, she turned to face him, cupping his cheeks in her hands.
“I want that cabin, those kids and grandkids. I love you, Theo, but maybe even more than that, I trust you. You took a chance on me when no one else would and you gave me a home and a family. You’ve become my shelter in the storm.
You make me feel safe and sound. I don’t have a single doubt about us because you made me believe. ”
“Believe in what?” he asked.
“Love at first touch.”
He grinned. Even so…
“Gretchen.” He didn’t want her to make this decision while still drunk on lust and orgasms.
“I’ve never been surer of anything in my life.”
“I’m glad, but I promise, kitten, we don’t have to rush,” he forced himself to say, even though he sure as shit didn’t want to change her mind. “We have all the time in the world. Forever.”
“Exactly,” Gretchen said. “We have forever. And I want it to start—truly start—tonight. Please.”
Theo grasped her waist, bending toward her to steal a quick kiss.
Then, resting his forehead against hers, he nodded.
“It starts tonight.”