Chapter 26
SIENNA
After scarfing down a few of the no-bake cookies with the guys while cooling down as the AC finally started to kick in, Beth and I retired to our respective rooms.
I was hesitant about Beth’s idea to surprise the guys, but I’m glad I let her talk me into it.
The look on Theo’s face when I dragged the ice cube across my chest was amusing to say the least. The look on his face when he tried the no-bakes for the first time was priceless.
All I’ve been able to think about since then is how to make him that happy again.
The men are currently occupied downstairs, doing the dishes from our kitchen adventures.
Leo commented on how messy we were and followed up by giving Beth and me tips for cleaning as we go.
We listened intently but ended up laughing with him as he said, “A towel must always go over your shoulder when you cook.”
I may not be anywhere near as good as Leo, but years of baking with my mom have given me the skills to at least follow a recipe.
Leo and I spent a short time going through the recipes together.
He let me photograph some of the pastries I wanted to try baking with my mom back home.
The thought that he would let me take part in something so personal to them instilled a warmth in my chest that doesn’t seem to want to go away.
Another ache rolls through me when I think about leaving this place at the end of the week.
I grew up an only child and enjoyed every second of it.
I never felt alone because I always had Beth.
But when Leo was giving us tips in the kitchen and sharing his mother’s recipes, I felt a brief longing for an older brother I could share moments like these with.
Much in the same way that Theo has his brothers.
I’m lying on Theo’s bed when the longing for siblings flashes through my mind. A longing I’ve never experienced until I met Theo. Until I met his brothers.
Shaking off the feeling, I make my way toward the bathroom down the hall, deciding I’m in desperate need of a shower. Making sure to grab my bag of toiletries on my way out of Theo’s bedroom.
Theo said he wanted to have fun with me, not add me to the Kane family. Thinking about his brothers in a familial sense means I’m teetering dangerously close to breaking that last rule. The one we swore we wouldn’t break.
I throw my hair up on top of my head, deciding I need more of a rinse-off than a full hair-wash shower.
Turning on the showerhead, I step in and let the lukewarm water wash over my body.
I begin to feel lighter as the water washes away the sweat that’s been pooling on my skin all day.
Sweat, combined with melted ice cubes (Beth’s idea, not mine), created a wet yet sticky combination that I’m grateful to finally be washing off.
I would’ve hopped in sooner, but Beth won rock paper scissors.
I should know by now she always chooses scissors.
I splash enough water on my face to probably constitute waterboarding, trying to clear my thoughts. With the AC on full blast now, I turn the dial in the shower a little warmer, standing under the stream of water, as I let the sound wash away any unwanted thoughts I’m having.
“Room for one more?” Two strong arms wrap around my bare waist and pull me back from the shower stream. I jump slightly at his touch but calm the instant my brain recognizes the voice and who it belongs to.
As if on cue, the universe has delivered my favorite distraction.
“Hmm…” I turn around in Theo’s arms to face him, surprised at how hard he is already, as his cock presses against my stomach. “I’m not sure. You’re so big you take up too much space already.”
I reach up and rest my arms on his shoulders, smirking up at him.
The thought of him being too big for this shower is laughable.
The walk-in shower is big enough for four people, complete with two showerheads and an entire bench along the tiled wall.
He’d have to be a literal giant to be too big for this shower.
“I’m too big, huh?” He leans down to kiss me, but stops just before his mouth reaches mine. “Don’t worry, Angel, I’m sure it’ll fit.” Then he presses his lips against mine.
I burst out laughing mid-kiss and squeeze his shoulder in response to his innuendo.
We separate for a second, only for him to grab my waist again and pull me back, this time pulling me in for a deeper kiss.
When his tongue teases my lips, I open my mouth at the silent request, and our tongues collide.
I feel the cold sting of the tile on my ass and spine when Theo presses me into one of the walls of the shower.
Breaking the rhythm of our kiss, he places one hand on the side of my neck, his thumb lightly pressing on the bottom of my chin so I can look up at him.
With his other hand placed on the wall next to my head, his presence is all-consuming, and I’m pleasantly overwhelmed by his size.
“Leo said dinner will be ready in a couple of hours.” He slides the hand that was on my neck down the front of my chest, between my breasts, and he flattens it across my stomach just before reaching the place throbbing for his touch.
“What will we do with the time?” I reach up on my tiptoes in hopes that his hand will move lower, but he doesn’t budge.
“I have a few ideas,” Theo looks at me through his lashes, and my center floods with arousal as he finally lowers his hand.
Theo slides his fingers along my center, his other hand wrapping around my waist as my knees start to give out at the slightest touch of my clit.
He leans down, pressing his forehead against mine, a welcoming invasion of my space.
He continues his slow, languid draws of fingers back and forth through my now dripping wetness.
“Always so wet for me,” he all but growls. He trails kisses from my jaw down to my collarbone. I tilt my head back against the shower wall, allowing him better access and letting a moan slip free.
“Shh.” Theo places his large hand over my mouth, pulling back to look at me. “You need to be quiet, Angel.” He slides one finger inside me, keeping his hand over my mouth, and the combination of the two sensations floods my core.
“We can’t let anyone hear how good I’m making you feel, now can we?” he says, sliding a second finger inside me, punctuating his last word by curling his fingers. Another moan escapes my throat, the sound muffled by his hand.
“Think you can be quiet for me?” Theo slowly lifts his hand, his fingers still inside me but not moving an inch.
“Yes…I’ll be quiet…Please, Theo…” I say breathlessly, trying to move my hips in a desperate need to get movement from his fingers. But he’s too good at withholding what I need.
Theo smiles at my promise to be quiet and leans down, giving me the faintest of kisses to my lips before barely pulling away to say, “Good girl.”
I don’t have time to process the hottest two words a man can ever say to a woman, before he begins driving his fingers in and out of me. His arm supports me when my knees give out.
Theo’s cock presses up against the side of my stomach, and I’m reminded of just how big he is, which only adds to my building orgasm. While his fingers continue to pump in and out of me with so much urgency, I grab his shoulder in an attempt to regain some sense of reality.
“Theo…I’m close…I need…” I can’t find the words to finish my sentence when Theo begins to curl his fingers inside me again.
Without missing a beat, Theo’s mouth drags from my collarbone down to my sternum, leaving a trail of kisses, licks, and bites in its path.
I watch as he lowers to his knees in front of me, my heart skipping a beat at the sight.
When he looks up at me, my eyes lock onto his forest-green swirls when he adds his thumb to the mix, slowly circling my clit.
A low moan escapes me as my orgasm continues to build at the base of my spine.
Theo sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, letting it go with a pop before moving onto the other one to do the same.
He continues to tease my nipples, just barely circling my clit, giving me exactly 90 percent of what I need.
For a few minutes, he continues bringing me to the edge, just to move his thumb for a few seconds before returning it to its original rhythm. I’ve never stayed so close to the edge of an orgasm for this long, and I’m loving every second of it.
A cool wave rushes over my body when Theo removes his fingers from my core. Mimicking what he did on the patio, he brings his fingers to his mouth, sucking every last drop of me off them. I watch in awe, convinced I’m going to come just at the sight of Theo on his knees in front of me.
“Fuck,” he says when he removes his fingers from his mouth. “Tasting this good should be a crime.” When he looks back at me, something darker is in his eyes. His pupils dilate so much they’re almost completely black, leaving only a sliver of green left.
Placing a strong hand on the back of my left thigh, just below my ass, Theo lifts one of my legs over his shoulder. He begins kissing my stomach, and as he trails his kisses lower, it doesn’t take much for the orgasm inside me to start building again.
Before fully reaching my core, Theo glances up at me, just long enough for me to respond. “Yes,” before he grabs my other leg and throws it over his other shoulder.
Fully suspended in the air, only held up by my legs on Theo’s shoulders, his hand on my ass, and the shower wall, I am once again entranced by Theo’s strength.
Every nerve in my body comes to life as he gives one long sweep of his tongue along my core. I reach up my hand, grabbing onto the built-in shelf above my head, in an effort to ground myself when he circles my clit with his tongue in one slow motion.