CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR THEO #2
Her hands push my shirt up my torso and she pulls me into a seated position.
“I want to feel you,” she breathes, her eyes probing mine.
I don’t stop her as she grabs my shirt, pulling it away from my body, tossing it onto the floor.
Her fingers are like silk, roaming over the planes of my body, memorizing every dip and curve.
“You drive me crazy, Lucy,” I growl, rolling her onto her back, settling between her legs. I press my cock against her center. “Do you feel how fucking crazy you make me?”
She lets out a ragged breath, a chuckle hanging on the end of it. “I do.” She nods, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. “Do you want to feel what you do to me?”
My eyes widen, throat constricting as a strangled whimper escapes me.
“More than anything,” I murmur, pushing up onto my knees.
Every moment I have with her, I swear I’ve waited an eternity for.
My hands trail along the bottom of her stomach, my fingers sliding beneath the elastic waistband of her pants.
“Go lower,” she murmurs, her hands sliding over the tops of my thighs, fingers brushing beneath the hem of my shorts. “Take them off.”
Heat grows in the pit of my stomach as she tells me what to do. I’ll do anything she fucking says right now. I strip her pants and panties away, leaving her naked on the bed in front of me. A moan catches in my throat as my eyes travel over her body, taking a mental picture of her like this.
Her pussy is swollen and glistening, tempting me to bury my cock deep inside of her. It throbs between my legs, pre-cum leaking from the tip.
“Jesus. Lucy, you’re fucking beautiful.”
Her eyes are hooded, her gaze burning into mine and a pink tint creeps across her cheeks. “No one’s ever seen me like this before.”
My eyebrows tug together. She’s pregnant, so clearly she’s had sex with someone else before. “What do you mean?”
“Completely naked,” she whispers, eyes searching mine. “I can count the number of times I’ve had sex on one hand,” she admits. “Never in broad daylight and I’ve always kept something on.”
I trail my hands over her stomach, down her torso and over her pelvis, not touching the apex of her thighs as I drag them down the fronts of her legs. “Why not?”
“I don’t know. It didn’t feel right.”
My eyes flick to hers. “But this does?”
She rolls her lips between her teeth, her tongue darting out to wet them. “Everything feels right with you.”
My heart pounds harder and my cock throbs. “You’ve had sex before, but has anyone ever had their mouth,” I inch my fingers to the apex of her thighs, my fingers brushing against her clit, “here other than me?”
She moans, shaking her head. “No. Never.”
A growl vibrates in my throat. “Fuck, I love that.” She’s fucking soaked as I push my fingers through her arousal. Her hips lift, back arching as I roll them over her clit before pulling away. Her gaze latches onto mine. “Let me make you feel good.”
“Please,” she pleads, her voice desperate. I lower my body, my lips finding hers, my tongue pushing into her mouth before I begin my descent—licking and sucking, nipping and teasing my way down her body until I’m settling between her legs.
“Just need one taste,” I growl, her fingers threading through my hair as I slide my tongue through her arousal. “Fuck, you taste so good,” I breathe against her pussy. My eyes flick to hers.
“Don’t stop.” She moans, the tips of her fingers digging into my scalp as she pushes my face back between her thighs. I spread her thighs wider, gripping her flesh as I lower my mouth, feasting upon her.
She’s so fucking responsive. I think I found a new addiction. I drag my tongue along her center, breathing in her scent.
“Theo, fuck.” She moans, her back arching off the bed as I work my tongue over her clit. I alternate between a slow and fast rhythm, licking, sucking and fucking her with my mouth. Her body writhes, the muscles in her legs taut as she digs her heels into the mattress. “Don’t you dare stop.”
I smile against her cunt, her fingers gripping my scalp. My cock throbs as I grind myself into the bed, desperate for any friction I can get. She moans my name again and I drink her in, lapping at her, flicking her clit, drowning in her pleasure.
“I’m so close, Theo.” Her hips buck as I roll my tongue over her clit. “Yes, right there. Keep doing that.”
I follow her commands, finding a rhythm that has her coming apart at the seams. Her hands are tight on my hair, nails in my scalp, body writhing and lifting off the bed. Her legs shake and she tries to close them as she’s overcome with pleasure, her orgasm hitting her with full force.
My balls ache and my cock throbs as I consume her, lapping at her until she’s panting, sinking into the bed. Her hands tug on my hair and she lifts my head, pulling me up toward her. I push onto my knees, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
“Was that good for you?”
Her eyes are dazed with ecstasy. “That was amazing.”
I chuckle, collapsing onto the bed beside her, pulling the blanket up over her body as I pull her close against me. “Good,” I murmur, burying my face in her hair. My cock is still throbbing, but I ignore it. I can take care of myself later. “You’re the only person I’ve ever done this with before.”
She laughs softly, nestling her head against my chest. “Yeah, right.” Her hands trail down my torso, brushing against the waistband of my pants. “You don’t have to lie to make me feel better, Theo.”
“I’m not lying,” I admit, pulling her hand away from my pants. “I don’t need that right now.”
She lifts her head, her brow furrowing. “I want to take care of you, too.”
“Later. You need to get some rest.” I pull her face to mine, her taste still on my lips as they find hers. This is right where I want her… with me, in my bed. “What do I have to do to get you to stay in here instead of down the hall?”
Her body responds with an involuntary yawn, and she doesn’t protest as I guide her head back down to my chest, wrapping my arms around her, holding her against my body. “You want me to sleep in your bed with you?”
“There’s no reason for you to be in a different room,” I say softly, breathing in her scent and not elaborating any more. There’s no real explanation, other than the fact that I want her here with me, every time I close my eyes and every morning I open them.
“Okay,” she says gingerly, nestling against me, her breathing growing deeper and even with every breath. Just when I think she’s asleep, her tired voice breaks through the silence. “Have you really never gone down on anyone else before?”
“Just you, Luce.” I nuzzle my head in her hair, not offering any more information than that. If we keep heading down this dangerous road, she’ll find out all my secrets soon enough. “Sleep, love.”
She relaxes into me, her body melting into mine as sleep finds both of us quickly, pulling us into the darkness… not alone, but together.