Chapter 31
THIRTY-ONE
The second we step into the house and the door closes behind us, our lips collide. I don’t know who initiated what, but it doesn’t matter. After spending the day on the boat with him, watching him work, and seeing the quiet confidence in every one of his moves… I’ve been craving this. And finally, my hands are on him.
He’s just as frantic as his hands slide under my sweater and he pulls it over my head. I shrug it off and drop it to the floor, vaguely aware of Miss Bobber roaming around at our feet as I bring my lips back to Theo’s. But when Theo’s shirt falls to the floor and I hear a little scurry, I break away from him and look down.
Miss Bobber is staring up at us in wide-eyed horror as she sits among the discarded shirts and sweaters.
I push Theo’s chest so he backs up a step, then bend over to pick her up. “You dropped it on her.”
He scoffs. “Pretty sure that was you.”
Ignoring him, I kick off my boots and carry her into the kitchen.
Theo follows with a chuckle. “Guess I’ll just go shower then?” he says, amusement lacing his tone.
I look over my shoulder as I grab Miss Bobber’s food and take her to her dish. My gaze lingers on his bare chest before I nod slowly. “Be up in a minute.”
His lips tilt up in a smirk, then he walks over to give Miss Bobber a scratch behind her ears. I keep my eyes on him a moment longer as he disappears down the hallway, then I fill Miss Bobber's dish and leave her to eat.
I need to go finish what we started.
I hear the shower running as I make my way up the stairs, and when I push the bathroom door open, I’m met with a view of Theo… completely naked.
His eyes are full of heat as they land on me, and I’m across the bathroom in an instant, devouring him in a needy kiss. We pick up right where we left off as he quickly drops his hands and undoes my belt, pulling my pants open.
The second his hand lands on my cock, I’m moaning into his mouth and grabbing at him, desperate for every inch of his body. I step out of my pants as I walk him backwards into the shower and right up against the wall. The warm water sprays over us as I press my body into him, the taste of salt lingering on our lips from the day at sea.
I eventually pull away from him and grab the bodywash, his eyes following my movements as I pour some into my hands. As I tease him, running my hands over his chest and down his abs, creating suds and feeling his hard muscles, I can feel the anticipation bubbling up inside him. And it’s growing in me too.
My soapy hand finally finds his cock, and I slide it along his length. His eyes close as he releases a breath and I bring my lips to his neck, softly sucking and pulling a moan from him.
“Oh my god…” he murmurs as his hands trail up my back, bringing soap suds with them.
My cock is aching with need as his hands roam my body and I continue to stroke him. But when the soap is washed away and I can’t fucking take it anymore, my hand reaches behind him, and I run a finger over his hole.
He moans into my mouth, and I swallow it down, eager for more. As I continue to press and rub my finger over his ass, his breaths quicken and his hand drops to my dick.
But I step back and bat his hand away, shaking my head.
His eyes bore into me as I let my gaze roam over him, taking in his muscles, his freckles, his hard cock…
I want to make him see fucking stars.
“Turn around,” I say, bringing my eyes back up to his.
They widen slightly, and he hesitates.
I tilt my head as I give him a little smirk. “Turn around, mo chridhe…” I step into him, and run my hand up his chest to grip the side of his face. “Let’s see if you can take my tongue as well as you take my cock.”
Theo draws a breath in, then turns around to face the shower wall. I reach up to angle the showerhead away, then drop to my knees.
My heart races as I palm his ass, wanting to do this just right for him. I’ve had so many firsts with him in the time we’ve known each other, and each one just keeps getting better and better. I want to do it all, and give him everything he’s ever wanted… and then some.
I lean in and run my tongue over his hole as I squeeze his ass. Theo presses his forehead to the wall with a groan that comes from deep within his chest.
“Fuck, yeah…” he moans.
As I do it again, he grunts and I feel him tense. “Jesus, fuck…”
“Hm,” I hum, licking him again and pulling his ass into my face to encourage him to take what he wants.
And he does.
He pushes his ass back into me as I continue to lick and suck him, his needy groans and desperate movements making me impossibly hard. And when I push my tongue into him, the sound he makes is absolutely fucking feral.
I grip him tight as I continue to fuck his ass with my tongue, not willing to stop until he wants me to.
“Fuck, ok,” he says, turning around and releasing a deep breath.
But now his cock is right there, and it’s fucking leaking.
So I take him into my mouth to taste him, and give him a long, slow lick up his length.
Theo grabs my hair and pulls me back with a shake of his head. “I’m not coming until you fuck me.”
Next thing I know, I’m on my feet and taking him in a frantic kiss. With lips still locked, he reaches out to shut off the shower and push the door open. But as we step out, he gently pushes me away from him and lets out a long, slow breath as he reaches down to squeeze his cock and close his eyes.
I bite back a smile as I take him in and drop a hand to my cock as well. “Fuck,” I murmur. “Tha thu bòidheach.”
His eyes snap open as he releases a pained groan with a shake of his head. “That’s not helping…”
Then he blows out another breath and walks out of the bathroom, into the bedroom.
I follow with a chuckle, but the second I reach him, he pushes me onto the bed and kneels on the floor between my legs.
And when he takes me into his mouth, I’m flooded with pleasure. My body seems to melt as he slides his mouth along my cock and the anticipation that has been building crashes with a sense of intense relief. He feels so fucking good, and it feels like every single one of my nerves is tingling and waking up.
Each time he takes me into his mouth, he takes a little bit more… and I feel that anticipation starting to rise again. His hand lifts to cup my balls, pulling a groan out of me as I sink my fingers into his hair.
Then he slides his lips down my cock once again… taking me to the back of his throat.
“Jesus Christ…” I mutter, gripping his shoulder tight as I stare down at him, feeling like I could come at any moment from the sight alone.
He gags slightly as he slides back off my cock, then takes me right back in.
“Oh my god,” I pant as I chase my breath, unable to take my eyes off him.
But I need to be inside him.
Right now.
I pull him up to me as I fall back onto the bed, taking him in a fierce kiss. He grinds himself into me as my tongue slides along his, and I hold him tight against me.
But then he pushes back, and leans over to grab the lube from the bedside table.
I take it from him and place a hand to his chest to keep him right where he is, straddling my hips. He watches with bated breath as I coat my fingers in lube, then pull him back down to kiss him again.
And when I reach behind him to press my lubed fingers to his hole, he lets out a moan and drops his forehead to my shoulder. I hold him tight against me as I push a finger inside him, and he immediately rocks his hips to push back against my hand. When I push a second finger into him, he grunts and brings his lips back to mine.
Then he mutters against my lips, “Just fuck me already.”
I chuckle, removing my fingers from his ass and pushing him back. He wastes no time grabbing the lube, and I just watch him, almost forgetting to breathe as he lubes up my cock and pushes onto his knees.
Theo’s eyes stay locked on mine as he grips my cock and lowers himself onto it. My hands rest on his thighs as I let him control this, watching as his abs flex and his chest rises and falls with heavy breaths as he sinks onto my dick. His ass feels incredible, and the sight of him is even better. Once he’s fully seated on my cock, he leans forward and presses his lips to mine.
“Guess I’m fucking you.”
My hands grab either side of his face as I push my tongue into his mouth. And as he slowly moves his hips, we both groan. He does it again, and again, grinding harder each time. I start to rock my hips with him, and eventually he’s riding me as I tightly grip his hips.
I watch him as he tilts his head back and closes his eyes, getting lost to the feeling and doing exactly what I wanted him to do.
To take what he wants.
To control me, use me, and fuck me.
And when his hand moves to his cock, I take it instead. He drops his head as I stroke him, and he groans. “Oh, fuck.”
Tingles are quickly spreading throughout my body as I ride closer to the edge, and by the looks of him, I’d say he’s almost there too.
His abs flex with every thrust of his hips, and his fingers dig into my arms as he pants, “I’m going to come.”
I grunt, unable to say anything as I try to hold back my own release and wait for him.
Then his hips stutter and he lets out a beautiful moan, his cock pulsing in my hand as his cum decorates my abs.
And I need to come, right now.
I roll us over so he’s on his back, pulling out of him to take my cock in my hand as I lean over him. But he uses the same move I did on him, and pushes my hand away so he can take it instead. A sudden rush of pleasure courses through my body as Theo strokes my cock and I come over his stomach. As I come down from my high, my heart beating fast and euphoria lingering, Theo meets my eyes and smirks.
His hand lifts to his stomach as he runs his fingers through my cum, and my gaze drops to follow the movement. Then, he does the same thing to his cum on me. And when his hand lifts to his lips, and his tongue runs over his fingers… I feel like I could come again right now.
He hooks his other hand around the back of my neck, bringing my mouth to his. His tongue pushes past my lips to give me a taste of us… and it’s fucking perfection.
When he releases me, I roll onto my back beside him and let out a breath, waiting for my heart to settle.
We’re silent for a moment, only our heavy breaths filling the room.
Until Theo speaks.
“Holy fuck.”
I huff out a laugh and nod. “Yeah.”
We lie in comfortable silence for a bit longer, staring up at the skylight as a warm, contented feeling settles over me. A peaceful feeling… like everything in the world has slowed down just for us.
When Theo turns his head to look at me, I meet his gaze and take in the way his eyes are sparkling.
I think mine might be too.
Because with him, everything else fades away. All the confusion, hurt, and pain… it all takes a back seat, making room for so much more in my life. A soft smile pulls at my lips as I stare into his eyes, and let my gaze roam over his freckles.
He reaches up and gently pushes my hair back from my face. “I love seeing you smile,” he says softly.
I nod. “Same.”
His gaze lingers on mine, his expression turning thoughtful. “There’s something I think I want to do… before you go back to work. If you’re ok with it…”
“What?” I ask.
Theo takes a deep breath, his eyes flicking to my lips before meeting mine again. “Tell my family I’m gay.”
I smile, leaning in to brush my lips over his.
“Let’s do it.”