Chapter Twenty-Two #2
He said it with such confidence. This wouldn’t be the last time they made love.
Dani pressed her lips to his, letting him explore her body with his hands as hers rested against his pecs. He gripped her ass, tilting her pelvis toward his already-erect cock. Feeling how hard he already was for her gave her sweet satisfaction. He wanted this as much as she did.
Without removing his mouth from hers, his hand snaked around to the front of her pajama shirt and started unbuttoning from the top down.
Once he reached the bottom, he released their lips and leaned back as he opened the shirt to reveal her breasts.
A light whisper of cold air danced over her, sending goose bumps across her chest. But as he molded his hands over her breasts, those goose bumps were replaced by his warmth inside and out.
It was like his hands were made for holding her.
He pulled her back toward him, kissing her again while his hand massaged her breast, every so often taking her nipple between his thumb and index finger and giving her a light pinch that sent a pleasurable zap straight to her core.
When he removed his hand from her breast entirely, she let out a disappointed whimper.
Until his hand skated down her body and dove underneath the waistband of her pajama bottoms and went in between her legs.
His fingers grazed back and forth along her opening, his teasing only making her wetter for him.
Each time he pressed against her clit, she moaned into his mouth.
She could feel him smile against her lips, particularly when his fingers circled around her most sensitive spot.
“What?” she asked against his mouth, unable to stop smiling herself.
“Nothing,” he said, taking his lips from her and kissing along her neck without stopping his hands. “I love all your sounds.”
“Well, I love the way your hands feel on me.”
“Would you like to feel my mouth on you?”
“Oh God, yes, please.”
He took his hand out from her pants and walked her over to the reading chairs in the corner of the room, pulling off her pants before settling her in the chair and kneeling on the floor in front of her.
“I don’t like how many clothes you still have on,” she said, pouting and gazing at his still-fully-clothed body.
“Don’t worry. I’ll remedy that soon.”
“Well, I want to see you touch yourself while your mouth is on me. I want to see how hard you are for me. Please.”
He smiled. “Okay, Juicy, since you asked so nicely.”
He stood and reached his hands over behind his head and pulled off his shirt.
Hot. Then, he kicked off his shoes while unbuttoning his pants.
His cock sprang free as he peeled off his pants and tossed them to the side.
Now, standing in front of her stark-naked save for the gold pendant around his neck, she could admire him in all his glory.
“Damn, Theo. Had I known what you had hiding underneath your clothes all these years…” She let her voice trail off as she admired his body.
“What? What would you have done?” he asked, taking his cock in his hand and starting to stroke. So fucking hot.
She bit her lip and moved her own hands down her body, one on her breast and the other between her legs.
“I definitely would have been doing this a little bit more while thinking about you,” she said, putting her fingers inside her and writhing in the seat.
He smirked and lowered to her level, not stopping his hand from pumping on his shaft. “Funny, because I was doing this a lot while thinking about you.”
She didn’t have time to wrap her head around his statement before his mouth dove between her legs.
But once his hot mouth covered her opening, everything else around her ceased to exist. She tried keeping her eyes open so she could watch what he was doing to her and watch him touch himself, but her eyes kept rolling into the back of her head as he alternated between sucking and flicking her clit with his tongue.
To think that she’d been missing out on his magical tongue all those years.
Without taking his tongue away, he added a finger, then two, curling them inside her to hit the right spot.
The pressure increased, and every part of her body swelled with growing pleasure.
“Oh God, Theo, you’re going to make me come. I’m not ready…I’m not ready.”
“Tell me. Walk me through it,” he said, taking his mouth away and staring up at her.
“I want to feel your cock inside me,” she begged.
“We’ll still have time. But I want you to come for me now, and then I’ll make you come again. Can you do that?” he asked, his fingers pumping inside her, faster and faster.
“Yes,” she breathed out.
“Say it again.”
“Yes!”
“Come for me, baby. Be a good girl.”
She clenched around his fingers as an orgasmic wave crashed through her body, a wave she could ride all day and all night long. Every part of her body filled with pleasure. And every inch of her craved more.
“I need you,” she said.
“You have me,” he said, slowly taking his fingers from inside her and putting them in his mouth, sucking her juices.
So. Fucking. Hot.
“You know what I mean.”
“Where do you want me?” he asked.
“I don’t care. Right here. No, over there,” she said, pointing to the wall of bookshelves. “Everywhere.”
Seriously. If she didn’t have him inside her soon, she was going to resort to begging. Which she wasn’t above doing.
“Demanding. I like it,” he said, reaching for his pants and into the pockets for a condom. He tore open the square and sheathed his cock, making it look sexy. Her core ached as she watched him, almost in pain as she waited. She might come again in anticipation.
He stood in front of her, and for a moment she wished he hadn’t put on the condom yet so she could suck him off, but he held out his hand for hers, and in one quick movement, he pulled her up from her seat and straight into his arms. Her ass rested with his dick grazing her underside, teasing her being so close to her entrance.
Theo stared into her eyes as he carried her over to the bookshelves, pressing her back against the shelving.
He let go of her with one hand, which he brought down between them and gripped his shaft, positioning it outside her opening.
He rubbed his head on her clit, sending more pleasure bombs firing in all directions.
“My God, Theo, are you trying to kill me?” she asked, breathless.
“No,” he said, laughing, “I’m trying to make sure I last more than five seconds.”
She smiled. “I suppose it’s probably been a while. Guessing you haven’t been with anyone in over a year?”
“Oh yeah, but that’s not why.”
She eyed him curiously. “Then what is it?”
“You.”
Without further hesitation, he plunged into her, filling her completely, stopping once they were fully connected.
Dani and Theo. Theo and Dani. They’d always been a pair. But never more so than now.
“Oh fuck,” he said, bringing his hand over her head and gripping the bookshelf.
Slowly, she rolled her hips, grinding herself on his cock. As if her movements gave him permission, he rocked back then plunged into her again, this time firmer. Harder. And again. And again.
She held on to him tightly, afraid that if she let go he would vanish and she’d never feel this again. His hands gripped her thighs below her butt as he thrust into her.
“God, you feel so good,” he said.
“So do you.”
She tightened her pussy around him, and he grunted. “Fuck, don’t do that,” he said. “You’re going to make me come too fast.”
“Then let me do some of the work. Take me to the couch.”
Without pulling out, he carried her to the couch. But once there, she brought her feet to the floor and dismounted him.
“Sit down,” she commanded.
He did as she said, and then she turned around, climbing on top of him and then lowering onto his erection. Each of them let out a low moan at their reconnection. She bobbed up and down on his length, twirling her hips each time she lowered so she could grind on his base.
She reclined so her back was flush against his chest, and he kissed her neck. With one of his hands on her breast, the other reached around and massaged her clit, moving faster to keep up with the rolling of her hips.
“I want to see you,” he said into her ear.
She spun around and climbed on top of him again. He brought his hands up on either side of her face, below her jaw, staring into her eyes as they moved together.
“I’m going to come,” he said.
“Me, too.”
A few more thrusts, and he cried out in pleasure.
He continued to plunge into her as he rode out the wave moments before she did the same.
They were both out of breath, panting, and staring into each other’s eyes.
And when Theo kissed her once more, Dani knew things would never be the same between them.
Because Dani was in love.
As she’d always been.