Chapter 37
Chapter Thirty-Seven
KENNEDY
Ihad a feeling that Theo was a little inexperienced when it comes to sex, but it breaks my heart to see him question himself even after my clear display of an orgasm.
I can see that he wants to make this the best experience for me, and to be completely honest, coaxing him through what I wanted him to do was kinda hot. But I want him to feel the same. I want him to know what it feels like to receive unconditional pleasure. I want him to know that he deserves it.
His eyes are locked on mine as he waits for further instruction.
“Just relax,” I tell him, planting comforting kisses along his neck.
I lift myself off him and kneel beside his straining erection. The flat expanse of his chest moves up and down with heavy breaths. He flexes his hands at his sides, unsure of where to put them, but when I take his shaft, he instinctually grabs my thigh.
I clasp my fingers loosely around him and start to move slowly up and down. His breaths come faster, and I spy a bit of precum leaking from the tip, so I lick it clean.
He groans. “Ohhh good grief.”
I don’t mean to laugh, but it comes out anyway. “You can curse, if you need to.”
“I need to.”
I get to my feet and climb over top of him again. He instinctively takes my hips as I lower myself down. The head of his cock presses against my entrance, and this time he doesn’t hold back.
“Fuuuck.”
“That’s more like it,” I praise.
As I slip further down, I clench at the fullness of him as I sink to the hilt.
I thought I felt alive before, but the feeling of him filling me to the brim is unlike anything I remember from being human.
This feels like something entirely new. Our bodies fit perfectly, and don’t want this feeling from anyone else for the rest of my afterlife.
It truly does feel like an invisible bond has tied us together. Every touch of his skin sliding against mine feels right. I’m where I was always meant to be, and I can’t believe I had to die in order to get here.
I don’t care what my future holds, as long as it’s with him.
Theo digs his fingers into my hips, gripping the sides of my ass as he savors the sensation of me around him.
“You feel incredible,” he cries out. “God, Kennedy. What are you doing to me?”
I swivel my hips and lift up slightly, then sink back down. “You feel like mine.”
“Go ahead,” he urges me, pulling me flush against him, “make me yours.”
I do just that. I give him everything I have with every rock of my hips. He thrusts into me from below, innate desire taking over. He claims me, and I claim him back, until I feel the subtle twitch of his cock and he’s spilling inside me.
He looks as if he’s been transported to another realm. His eyes roll back into his head as he crests the final ripple of pleasure cascading over him.
I collapse on top of him and he wraps his steady arms around my shoulders, crossing them over my back. As his warmth washes over me, I don’t need to see the string connecting us to know that it’s real. I feel its tug, urging me to remain right here, wrapped in Theo’s loving arms.