Chapter 18 Theo
Theo
Iwas hazy with lust, which was probably the only reason I was able to push that shit with her father out of my mind.
Hearing her give me permission to fuck her almost sent me right over the edge. But my sole focus needed to be on making her feel good and in order to do that, I couldn’t come in my pants like a teenager.
I maneuvered us to the kitchen where I placed her on the counter, my lips moving to her neck as she bowed her back.
We broke apart long enough for me to strip her of my sweater, finding her in nothing but a pair of black lacy underwear underneath. “You wearing those for me, Love?” I took a moment to appreciate the view.
“Maybe… I did have a matching bra but that’s in your room.” She bit her lip, panting lightly. Her comment zeroed my attention to her chest.
“Fuck your tits are beautiful,” I muttered as I looked her over. I noticed the flush on her cheeks deepened as I took in the wet spot visible through her underwear.
Good.
She was as fucking turned on as I was.
“What are we doing in here?” she asked with a frown on her face.
“Couldn’t wait.” I pushed her back gently on the counter and moved my mouth to her nipple, earning another moan as I licked one, teasing it before showing the other some attention.
As I kissed a line down her stomach, I moved my hands and ripped her underwear, I needed them out of my way.
“Theo!” She gasped while I stared at her pretty pussy.
“I’ll buy you more.” I ignored her protests as I sank my teeth into her inner thigh before licking the spot to soothe it, whatever else she was going to say died as she groaned.
As I spread her apart, I placed a kiss on her clit, her hands moved into my hair as I started to lick.
“Theo,” she moaned and then tried to pull my head back. “You don’t have to do—”
“Do not rush me, Quinn,” I muttered between licks and kisses. “Whoever made,” kiss, “you feel,” lick, “that you didn’t,” suck, “deserve this,” lick, “is a fucking moron.”
I could feel her relax, her grip on my hair loosening as she writhed and moaned under my tongue. I slipped one finger into her to stretch her out. “You’re so tight and wet,” I muttered in appreciation, my cock as hard as a rock.
“Don’t stop.”
“Such a greedy girl.” Her wetness coated my fingers as I added a second, moving them in and out at just the right angle. “I need you good and ready if you’re going to be able to take all of me.” I could feel her walls starting to tighten as I moved my tongue back to her clit.
“Oh god.” She grinded on my hand, pushing for more pressure.
“Not god,” I said between licks. As I felt her tighten again, I used my thumb to press down on her clit. “Scream my name while you come,” I demanded.
After a few more circles of her clit, she did as I said. Crying out my name as she clenched around my fingers, coming hard, her whole body shaking.
How I didn’t come in my own pants from the taste and vision of her was a miracle.
“Good girl,” I purred as I continued moving my fingers as she rode out her release. When she finally relaxed, I licked her one more time before straightening, pulling her up and kissing her deeply, rolling my tongue with hers so she could taste herself. “Sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.”
She pulled back and looked down at the mess on the counter. “Wow.” Her lust-filled eyes moved back to me. “I never get that wet.”
I growled as I picked her back up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I made my way upstairs. “The idiots you’ve been with before are nothing like me and I’m going to ruin you for everyone else.”
She nipped at my ear, electricity soaring through me as I got us to my room and tossed her back on the mattress. Appreciating the view, I watched as her tits bounced.
She pushed her hair out of her eyes to look at me. I took a moment, letting my eyes peruse her body.
“Bloody hell,” I grumbled. “You’re so fucking perfect.” Seeing her naked, her legs open for me as she watched me with hooded eyes turned me on even more, if that was possible.
I was honestly surprised I was even functioning right now, all I wanted to do was drive into her.
“You have too many clothes on.” She had a sly smile on her face as she looked me up and down.
I ripped my shirt off, buttons bouncing around the room as I shucked the thing off. She watched me closely, biting her bottom lip as I took off my belt. “You’re practically eye fucking me.”
“Just taking it all in.” She shook her head as her eyes bounced over my arms and chest. “I’ve wanted to see all your tattoos since that first day.”
I smirked before I took my pants and boxers off in one swoop, my cock springing free, pointing straight at her.
“Holy shit you’re huge.” Her breath hitched as I grabbed myself, pumping twice. “I mean I could feel it with how hard you were but I don’t think I’ve ever seen—”
“Quinn,” I cut off her nervous rambling softly, her eyes coming up to mine. I took two steps toward the bed, putting one knee beside her. “You saw how wet you were, baby, I’ll go slow but you’ll be able to take all of me.”
“Not so sure about that,” she muttered as I hovered over top of her, my lips back on hers, this time slower, more controlled as I teased her.
Reaching between us, I moved my hand back to her clit, the moan she let out was music to my ears as I rubbed her a few times. It was clear she was still sensitive, just like I wanted her to be.
Pulling my lips from hers, I looked at her as her eyes fluttered open. “Still so ready for me, huh?”
She whimpered as she nodded. “Please, Theo.”
“What do you want, Love? I want to hear it.”
“I want your cock in my pussy.”
I almost short circuited, hearing those dirty words come out of her mouth.
Her eyes were on me.
Her cheeks red.
Hair mussed.
"Fuck, Quinn. You asking for what you want might be the sexiest fucking thing I've ever heard.
" I leaned down and put my lips back on hers, both of us ravenous.
She whimpered as I pulled back. "You can always tell me what you want. I’ll do everything in my power to give it to you.
Always." I held her beautiful eyes for a moment before I reached for my bedside table.
I didn’t normally keep condoms in the house since I’d never brought a woman here but after her last sleepover, I bought some, just to be ready. Before I could open the drawer, she grabbed my wrist.
“I’m on the pill, I’m clean and I’ve never been with someone one without one.”
“I’m clean and I haven’t been with anyone bare either.” My voice came out rough.
“Then I trust you.” She traced her hands down my abs, goosebumps breaking out over my skin. “I want to feel you, without anything else between us.”
It was my turn to groan as I kissed her softly, putting my weight against her, careful not to crush her. “I like being the man that you can trust.” We both moaned as my cock teased her entrance. “You’re sure?” I watched her eyes closely for any sign of doubt or uncertainty.
“I’m sure. But you’re going to have to go slow.” Her gaze moved to where I was holding my cock. “You’re big.”
I smirked, jerking myself a few more times. “You’ve said that already, Love. Be careful or you’re going to make my ego bigger too.”
“Wouldn’t want that.” She tried to say it smoothly but her voice was too breathy as she watched me.
“I’m going to need you to open wide for me.” I tapped her thigh, and she immediately complied.
I’d learned that Quinn was organized and a bit of a type A. But with me, I watched her loosen some of those reins, her anxiety disappearing because she knew I could take control.
Turned me the fuck on to know that she might like me taking control in the bedroom too.
Leaning down to kiss her again, I rubbed myself against her to spread her juices on me. I could feel her heart beating as fast as mine.
I put my tip against her, my chest heaving as I held myself back from plunging home. I gently pushed inside her, both of us letting out a moan. She tightened at my invasion and I let out a hiss. “You need to relax, baby. If you keep pulsing like that I’m going to cum before I’m even in.”
She was going to feel fucking perfect. I was straining not to slam all the way into her.
I only gave her a moment before I pushed more of my cock inside her, her walls clenching. “You’re so tight,” I said through clenched teeth.
“Are you in?” Her head was tilted back, her voice breathy.
Taking a deep breath, I used every ounce of self-control I had to keep going slow. “About halfway, baby, you’re doing so well. Taking me so good.”
“I’m not sure I can take it all, you’re too much.”
“You can take me, just breathe.” I reached between us and rubbed her clit in soft circles. I felt her relax and then I pushed the rest of the way in.
Both of us let out a gasp as I settled into her.
“I feel so full,” she said as she grabbed the sheets beside her.
I think I just found an addiction. Being inside her.
Fuck. It felt so good.
“Grab on to me, Quinn.” Her eyes fluttered open to meet mine, the lust heavy in her gaze as she released the grip on the bed and instead wrapped her arms around me.
We held eye contact, communicating in a way that made words unnecessary.
“I need you to move.” She wiggled her hips to emphasize her point. She didn’t need to tell me twice.
I grunted as I started to move, she threw her head back breaking our connection.
In and out, in and out, her little noises were the best fucking thing I’d ever heard.
“You feel like you were made for me,” I said through gritted teeth, her pussy clenching around me.
“I’m going to be feeling you for days.”
“Good, I want you to know who’s been inside of you, making sure you think of me every time you move.”
I drove myself into her, over and over again. Switching my tempo, faster then slowing it down, harder and then entering back in softly. Her nails clawed at my back, trying to pull me deeper into her each time I pulled away.
She moaned beneath me, whispering for me to keep going, gasping each time I hit her G-spot.
The sound of our wet skin meeting filled the room, the smell of sex heavy in the air. Her eyes rolled closed as she moaned my name again. That wouldn’t do.
“Eyes on me.”
Her eyes snapped back to mine, the connection intense.
I grunted, sweat dripping down my chest as we held eye contact. My hand moved to her clit, rubbing it again. “Come, Quinn, I need you to come right now.” I drove home one more time as she threw her head back.
“Theo,” she cried out as she tightened around me, her mouth falling open with her release, the feeling of her orgasm drove me to the edge. I didn’t slow, didn’t give her a break.
I thrusted hard a few more times before my balls tightened as my own release coursed through me. I might have even blacked out with how intense it was. I’m not sure I’d ever come so hard in my life.
I kept pumping until we both came down, our breaths coming in fast.
She gave me a sedated smile as she opened her eyes. “That was…”
“Incredible,” I finished for her as I gave her a kiss on the nose, causing her to scrunch it up, which was fucking adorable.
We lay there, still connected as we caught our breaths, her fingers traced gently up and down my back. I gave her a kiss on the neck as I pulled out, both of us groaning as I did.
Moving back, I watched as our juices dripped out of her. “Bloody hell, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Glancing up at her, I noticed she looked embarrassed. But I meant what I said, and after enough time she’d know how serious I was. Kissing her softly on the lips, I rolled out of the bed.
“Stay here,” I demanded.
Warming up the water, I grabbed a clean towel and wet it. I walked back into the room and she rolled her head over to look at me, a soft smile on her face. She went to reach for the towel, but I scowled deep enough that she laughed and rested back on the bed as I cleaned her up.
Once that was done I tossed the towel, managing to get it on the floor of the bathroom before I crawled back into bed beside her, pulling her naked body against mine.
I placed a kiss on the top of her head. “That was the best sex of my life. I’m going to recharge and then we’re going at least two more times tonight.”
“It’s okay to need a break, old man, I understand.” She patted my chest.
“Brat. I'm only nine years older than you,” I muttered as I reached over and tickled her side, causing her to let out a laugh. I stopped after a moment, pulling her back to me as she let out a contented sigh.
I traced the freckles on her shoulders, connecting them together with my fingers like I wanted to the first time I saw them.
“I don’t think it’ll be a surprise for you to hear that I’m not very experienced, but I agree about that being the best sex of my life.”
I looked down to find her chin already tilted up to me as she swung a leg over mine. “As far as I’m concerned, there was no one before me.”
“Then the same goes for you.”
“Fine by me, Love. I was serious when I said it’s never been like that for me before.”
She placed a kiss on my chest. “I’ve never had three orgasms in a night before so I’m not sure if it’s possible.”
“Well, I do love a challenge.”
She chuckled softly as she started tracing the lines on my arm. “Tell me about your tattoos?”
I’d never done this before. Cuddled after sex, talked beyond the ‘thanks, I’ll see myself out.’ But with Quinn next to me, I never wanted to get out of this bed.
“I got my first one when I was eighteen. Asher, Noah, and I decided we needed them on our first night away at uni.” I pointed to the inside of my bicep.
“We all got them for my mum, they were her favorite flower.” Quinn brushed her lips against the rose.
“It was a bit of a gateway tattoo for me. After that I found an artist in London that I liked. He did the rest of the sleeve on the right and then he did my whole left arm.”
“Hmm.” She traced the stem of the rose that wrapped into another tattoo. “Are there more meaningful ones?”
I pointed to the numbers on my left that were shaded into the design so they weren’t too obvious. “I got this the day that I started Knight Enterprises. But most were just because I liked the look. I figure I still have a lot of skin left for more meaningful ones.”
“Well, they’re incredibly hot. Add in those abs and it’s almost unfair.”
Barking out a laugh, I rested my head against hers as we both started to drift off.
I knew in that moment, without a doubt, that this woman owned me.
And that I would be waking her up and giving her at least two more orgasms tonight.
I’d always been an overachiever.