14. Theo
14
THEO
I know that I shouldn’t be kissing her like this right now because I can’t control my urges.
I need to be inside her. I need to feel every inch of her body, taste it. I need to get all this rage and aggression out in a release, but I can’t do that to her right now.
Can I?
She’s been through so much, and she’s vulnerable.
“Theo,” she says breathlessly as she pulls away. “I don’t want to think right now, can you…can you make love to me?”
Make love to you? No, it would be pure, raw fucking, and I don’t know if that’s enough.
I gaze deep into her eyes, trying to come up with a million reasons why we shouldn’t be doing this right now, but it only makes me fall further into their depths, into her depths.
I lean down and kiss her hungrily. I lift her easily as I carry her toward the bed. As soon as we’re in front of it, I release her.
Her feet hit the floor, and I reach back and unzip her dress. Her hands are fumbling with my belt and zipper.
The dress falls to the floor, revealing the body that I've craved for so long. My hands trace along her curves, and her skin feels like heaven against my touch.
She steps out of her dress and kicks it aside, and I hear the rustle of fabric as she moves.
I can barely see her face in the dim light, but her eyes are on me, wild and full of desire.
Her hands deftly unbutton my shirt and push it away. She takes a step back to admire my body, her eyes lingering on my chest, then trailing down my stomach and hips. She licks her lips, and I’m done.
I pick her up and toss her gently onto the bed. She giggles when she lands. I drop to my knees, climbing up the bed and widening her legs as I do. I immediately dip my head between her thighs.
“You’re already dripping for me, baby,” I breathe against her skin.
She moans softly, her hips bucking involuntarily as my tongue traces a path from her entrance to her clit, eliciting a gasp from her lips.
"Theo," she whisper-breathes, threading her fingers through my hair. “I need you inside me.”
I’m not ready to stop tasting her, to stop driving her wild with my tongue yet. She can wait.
I can feel the heat between her legs, the slickness that promises a tight and wet completion. I want to taste every last drop of passion from her, every ounce of desire she has for me.
With gentle strokes, I tease her clit with the tip of my tongue before dipping it into her moist folds. She arches her back, pushing herself further into my touch.
I slide two fingers inside her, feeling her tightening around me, loving the way she trembles in my hands.
“Fuck,” she moans as she tries to control her breathing.
I'm not going to stop. I need her to beg me, plead with me to give her what she wants. I need her to know that I'm in control and that she belongs to me.
I suckle her clit between my lips, flicking it with my tongue before sliding my fingers in and out of her wet pussy. Her moans become more urgent, her hips bucking wildly beneath me.
"Theo, please," she whimpers. "Please, I need you inside me."
I can feel her muscles clenching around my fingers. I flick my tongue, moving my fingers against her G-spot. She lets out a throaty scream, calling out my name as her walls clench tightly. She’s trembling and writhing under my assault.
She whimpers and cries while she continues to convulse from the intensity of her orgasm.
With a final flick of my tongue, I pull my fingers out of her slick folds and stand up, my erection straining against my pants. She looks at me hungrily, her eyes burning with desire.
I can’t make love to her right now. I need to get primal. I need to slam into her until all the tension is gone.
I reach out and pull her up. I kiss her hungrily before I spin her around and put her on all fours.
“Fuck yes,” she groans.
I take a moment to appreciate the sight before me: her sleek curves, her round ass, and the way her breasts sway with each breath she takes. She's mine, completely and utterly, and it makes my heart race.
My cock twitches toward her, needing to feel her wet heat surround it. I watch as her juices glisten in the dim light.
“Look at how sweet that pussy is for me,” I growl as I grip her ass cheeks. “Fuck, baby.”
She’s already wiggling her butt back toward me, silently begging for me to enter her.
“Please fuck me now, Theo. This is pure fucking torture that you’re not inside me yet.”
I chuckle to myself before I grip my cock and line it up with her entrance, spreading her lips with my fingers. I enter her slowly.
She cries out, her voice hoarse and full of need. Her walls clamp down on me, and I groan as I pull out almost completely before thrusting back in.
Her wetness coats me with each stroke, causing my cock to harden and twitch even more.
“I can’t hold back. I’m going to fuck you so hard.”
She whimpers and moans. “Yes, please. Please. I don’t want to think, Theo.”
It’s all I need to hear before I slam into her. She screams my name, gripping the sheets as she tries to ground herself.
I pound into her relentlessly, her moans filling the room as she meets each thrust with enthusiasm. My hands grip onto her hips, feeling every inch of her as I drive us both closer to our release.
“Yes, Theo! Fuck me harder!” she cries out, urging me on.
I thrust deeper into her, feeling her walls contract around me as we both reach the edge of bliss. Her moans and cries grow louder with each thrust.
“I’m going to come,” she breathes, her voice shaking. “Please, Theo, I need you now.”
The sound of her begging only makes it harder for me to hold on. I lose what little control I had left at the sound of her voice. I thrust into her one final time, feeling her muscles contract around me as she cries out my name.
It's too much; I can't hold back any longer, and I let out a guttural roar as I come deep inside her. My hips jerking uncontrollably as the pleasure overwhelms me. Her walls grip me tightly, milking me of every last drop.
“Shit,” I groan as I slowly pull out of her and collapse onto the bed beside her.
“My thoughts exactly,” she giggles as she falls on her belly.
She turns her head to look at me, grinning widely as she does.
“What’s that look for?”
“I can’t feel my body in the most exquisite way. I don’t want to move.”
“Well, you’re going to because I want to hold you.”
She sucks in a breath softly, so quietly that I wouldn’t have noticed any other time. She moves her head so I can’t see the tears filling her eyes.
I roll to my side and tug her into me as best as I can. She moves so that she’s against me, her head and one hand on my chest. Her breathing is off, and I can tell that she’s crying.
I won’t say anything; I’ll just hold her and let her release all that she needs to.
It’s the least I can do for her.
I can’t imagine the emotions that are flooding through her with everything going on. We thought all of this nonsense was over.
We thought we caught the bastard that’s been stalking her, but he got away again.
It’s like he’s a ghost.
I know that’s insanity, but I don’t know how else to explain all of this.
“I thought…I thought it was over,” she whispers into my chest.
“I know. Me too.”
“How does he keep doing this?”
“I don’t know, but I’ve hired the best guys in the world to find him. It’s only a matter of time before he’s arrested and in jail.”
“I thought this…this was that time.”
“Me too. I know you’re disappointed, but please don’t give up hope. We must keep the faith in all of this.”
“It’s hard. I don’t know if I can.”
“Well, I’m here. I’m not going anywhere, and I’ll do everything I can to keep us both positive.”
“I don’t…I don’t know how I can ever show you how grateful I am. How I’ll ever be able to repay you for all of this.”
“You don’t have to.”
She nods and takes a deep breath. I tug her in even closer to me before I kiss the top of her hair.
Maybe this shouldn’t have happened this way, but I’m glad it did.