Chapter 17 Theo
SEVENTEEN
THEO
Holy motherfucking shit.
Finley Bolton wants me to fuck her. She sucked my dick, rubbed her sweet, wet cunt all over my leg, and now she wants me to fuck her…without a condom.
Did I already say holy motherfucking shit?
“Bare?” I echo. I mean, hell yeah, I want to feel her with nothing between us. But I need to make sure I heard her right, so I don’t cross any boundaries. I’d rather slam my dick in a car door than hurt or disrespect her.
“Yes,” she says, not an ounce of trepidation behind her emerald eyes. “If you’re okay with it. I’ve never…” She pauses, shaking her head. “Never on purpose. But I want to with you.”
Before she has a chance to repeat herself, I drop my lips to hers in a passionate kiss, lead her across the room, and lower her to the mattress.
Careful not to squish the baby, I crawl on top of her, supporting my weight on my elbows.
She spreads her gorgeous thighs, giving me room to settle my hips between them.
The very second my cock rubs against her soaking, swollen slit, I know it’s going to be a monumental test of my self-control to not come right away.
If I’m not even inside her yet and it already feels like heaven, how the fuck am I supposed to last?
“Are you sure?” I ask, leisurely sliding my length along her opening as I kiss her softly. I can feel how hard her clit is with every pass, telling me that she’s just as worked up as I am right now. But I want to hear her say it again—to taste the words as they ricochet off my lips.
“Yes,” she whispers, her fingertips skating up and down my obliques.
Goosebumps rise in her wake, and I shiver, but there’s nothing cold about this moment.
I’m warm all over, every word that rolls off her tongue stoking the embers of devotion that have begun to burn deep within my core.
“I’ve never been more positive about anything. Make me yours, Theo.”
Mine.
Emotion flows through me as I line up at her entrance, my heart threatening to tear a hole right through my chest. I’ve never fucked raw, either, always careful about protecting myself from the consequences of doing so.
But even if Finley wasn’t pregnant, I’d still want her this way. Everything about it just feels right.
Keeping my eyes locked on hers, I ease forward, sinking inside her warmth. She’s so tight that I don’t get far, giving her time to adjust when her walls begin to clench in protest. She takes a few slow, shaky breaths, exhaling through pursed lips as she gradually relaxes.
“Good girl, baby,” I praise. “Let me in. I promise, I’ll take such good care of you.
” She blinks up at me, the immeasurable trust behind her gaze flipping my entire world on its axis.
She’s the most genuine, caring, beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and I can’t believe she’s giving me this part of herself—one that no other man has ever possessed.
Dragging my shaft out so the head is resting between her lips, I thrust back in.
This time, her body accepts my entire length like she was made for it.
She moans into the small sliver of space between us, but I quickly seal my mouth over hers, refusing to let any of the gorgeous sounds she’s making go to waste.
They’re mine, and I want to taste every single one of them.
“You’re so thick,” she whines, pulling one of her legs up so it’s wound around my hip.
I wasn’t sure if we’d be able to do it like this without her being uncomfortable, but I’m grateful, because the memory of her eyes rolling back while I stretch her wide will come in handy on those long road trips.
I’ll be jerking off to this moment for the rest of my life, guaranteed.
“But you’re taking every inch, aren’t you?
” I reply, picking up my pace. “This pretty little cunt knows exactly what to do, staying so tight and wet for me. Your body is amazing, Finley.” I lower my gaze, fixating on her bump as I fuck her.
Pleasure skitters through my limbs at the sight, and I slam my eyes closed, knowing I’ll never last if I let my mind wander.
I was barely able to hold it together last time, and I was only eating her.
But now, with my bare cock deep inside her pussy, knowing I’m about to fill it with my cum…
I’m seconds away from going absolutely feral.
I push back onto my knees, watching her tits bounce and fingers twist into the comforter below her with every punishing thrust. She whines loudly, hooking her feet behind my ass and urging me to give her even more, although it’s hardly possible.
I make a mental note to research the best positions for pregnancy, so she’s always getting what she needs from me.
“Theo, please,” she begs, throwing her head back into the pillow. “Make me come. I’m so close.”
Heeding her request, I slip my thumb between our bodies, rubbing firm circles on her engorged clit.
A loud, guttural moan tumbles from her lips when I hit the perfect spot, the sound causing my balls to draw painfully tight.
She nods rapidly, telling me without words to keep going, but it’s not needed with the way her inner walls have begun to ripple around my shaft.
She’s ready to go off like a firework, and so the fuck am I.
“Give it to me, Mama,” I demand. “Show me how pretty you come so I can pump you full.” Her eyes flutter closed, legs shaking against my hips as her orgasm finally crests, hurling her over the edge of oblivion.
Every muscle in her gorgeous body seizes, and she cries my name, gushing wetness around my cock and onto the mattress below.
I watch her for as long as I can, cataloging every detail and burning them into my memory until my eyes slam shut on their own accord.
Electricity surges through me like a million live wires, starting in my core and spreading all the way to my fingers and toes.
I grip her hips, holding on for dear life as my thrusts become erratic and jerky, finally spilling my thick, hot seed into her spasming pussy.
“Fuck, baby! Fuck!” I shout, wave after wave of pleasure washing over me as aftershocks from her orgasm prolong my release, pulling me back under every time I think I have nothing left.
It’s a game of give and take, our bodies working in perfect harmony as they surrender to the unadulterated euphoria passing between them.
I’ve never seen or felt anything like it, and know I never will again… at least not with anyone but her.
Eventually, everything ebbs away, leaving us both exhausted and breathless.
I can’t speak—can’t think—with the way she just rocked my entire universe.
If I didn’t know it before, I sure as fuck do now…
Finley Bolton is right where she belongs.
It doesn’t matter how she got here, just that she did.
And now it’s up to me to show her that the home I once lived in on my own was always meant to be ours.
“Are you okay?” I whisper, pressing my lips to her earlobe.
I do my best to keep my weight supported so I don’t crush her while still keeping my cock nestled deep, not wanting to leave until I’m sure every drop has been emptied from my body.
This is the first time I’ve ever come inside a woman, and while I had no idea what to expect, I’m a bit shocked by the intense feeling of possession that pulses through my veins when I think about how full she is right now.
She hums contentedly. “I needed that. The removable shower head wasn’t getting it done anymore.”
I can’t hold back the laugh that bursts from my chest, pulling back so I can gauge whether or not she’s joking. But the satisfied, dick-drunk smile that’s plastered across her face tells me that her excessively long showers have included more than just double cleansing and deep conditioning.
“Naughty girl,” I chide. “If you needed a hand, all you had to do was ask. I’m at your service.”
“Noted,” she giggles, but it’s cut off when I pull out, my somehow still erect dick falling from her used, swollen pussy.
Her mouth drops open, and I sit back just in time to see my load pour out, tracing down the sensitive skin that leads to her asshole.
The sight steals every molecule of air from my lungs, my head going completely empty as I lower my face between her thighs, lick up my release, and enter her with my tongue, pushing it all back inside.
Our flavors explode across my taste buds, causing my eyes to roll back because we’re so fucking perfect together.
“Holy shit,” she gasps, her fingers threading through my hair and gripping tightly in an attempt to stop me from adding too much pressure.
I know she’s sensitive, so I keep my touch light, giving her every drop so nothing goes to waste.
A heady cocktail of emotions rushes through me as my hand finds her stomach, my thumb coasting over the smooth skin as I lave her with gentle licks and kisses.
It’s almost too much to process—the bond I have with her, and the need to care for and protect them both.
When I’m sure she’s completely clean, I slowly work my way back up, not stopping until my mouth is slanted over hers passionately.
She sighs blissfully, feeding me the most delicious sounds.
I swallow them one by one because I don’t think I’ll ever have my fill of her.
I’m obsessed. Addicted. And already dreaming about the next time she lets me have her this way.
“What do you say we clean up, get dressed, and order dinner?” I suggest against her open lips. “You can pick the place.”
She groans. “I might have to eat naked, since none of my clothes fit anymore. That’s why I was standing here with my whole ass out—I have zero options for this weather besides leggings that stretch so far you can see my underwear.”
I huff a laugh, finding the floor with my feet and pulling her up with me.
“As much as I’m on board with both your nudity and being able to see through your pants, why don’t you get in the shower while I grab you something from my dresser?
We’ll relax tonight, then hit up the shops tomorrow for clothes that won’t squish my little mango. ”
She rolls her eyes, an adorable smile playing at her lips. “Okay, but I want Italian. And get Boner some extra meatballs. You know he loves them.”
I press a soft kiss to the tip of her nose, happiness as I’ve never known falling over me like a warm blanket. “You got it, Mama.”