18. To Be Held
18
TO BE HELD
L ux
Theo waited for me in the living room while I had a quick pee and then grabbed my bag from Jasmine’s room.
“Enjoy your night,” she said, wriggling her eyebrows at me.
“We will, I guess,” I said, trying to hide a smile.
Jasmine blew me a kiss before disappearing into her ensuite bathroom.
I could hear him talking to Talia while he waited. When I emerged with my bag, Talia sent me a knowing grin and waved goodbye, disappearing down the hall to her own room.
I found it slightly amusing how everyone kept trying to push us together. I would have found it irritating if I wasn’t so attracted to Theo. If he weren’t so easy to be around. Instead, I was thankful Jasmine and Talia—and Desmond, in his own way—were giving me the push I clearly needed.
He stole a peek at me as we walked over to his side of the duplex. It was exactly as Jasmine had described: a masculine, opposite version to her side—soon to be our side . Giddiness welled up inside me at the thought. Theo took my hand, leading me through the main part of the house.
My stomach was a little twisted with nerves over the idea of going home and dealing with that situation, but the fact that I had an escape plan made me feel like I could handle it.
I didn’t think my parents would be thrilled with my decision to move without even having a job lined up, but I had a huge chunk of savings from the inheritance my grandmother left me when she passed. I didn’t really want to dip into it, but I would if I had to. I could keep looking and applying for jobs in Sudbury. I knew I’d find something, even if it was temporary.
Even if I ended up serving tables at Burger Bar with Jasmine, the respite of being far away from my sister’s antics would make it all worthwhile. People had moved to new cities and countries even with less of a plan.
Desmond had already retired to his room for the night, so we were quiet as we moved through the house, still holding hands. Theo opened the door to his room and flicked on the light, leading me inside with a cheeky grin.
The moment the door closed, Theo moved toward me, his hands framing my head before his lips descended. He kissed me deeply and passionately, igniting flames of desire up my spine. I dropped my bag, letting it fall to the ground behind me, returning his kiss with as much enthusiasm.
He pulled away long enough to speak, his green eyes sparkling. “I’ve been wanting to do that all night.” His thumb traced along my cheekbone.
“Good, because I’ve wanted you to do that all night,” I smiled, standing on my tiptoes and kissing him again.
I could feel him getting excited, his thick length hardening against my lower abdomen. He let out a low curse, pulling away again with a rueful grin. “I need to shower first, but then we’re doing this. Make yourself comfortable, I’ll be a few minutes.”
Laughing quietly, I stepped aside so he could leave. Theo glanced at me over his shoulder, biting his bottom lip like the last thing he wanted to do was leave me. He shook his head, pulling the door closed behind him.
I could hear the pipes as he turned on the shower. With nothing else to do, I glanced around Theo’s bedroom, taking it all in.
The walls were painted a light grey. His furniture all matched and was a beautiful, dark walnut finish. His dresser was on one side of the room, a television on top of it. His desk was on the other side beneath the window, and other than the laptop and a stack of papers piled beside it, it was otherwise organized and clean.
He also had a small bookshelf the same height as his desk that was full of books, and there was a paperback on one of the end tables beside his bed with a bookmark in it. Theo was a reader. That knowledge made me swoon internally.
His king-size bed really did look comfortable, especially after the last few days of sleeping on the ground. His bedding was a masculine pattern of dark grey and black. His bed was made, and the room had a fresh and clean scent to it. Heck, I couldn’t even see a speck of dust along the furniture.
It was the opposite to Scott’s messy, disgusting room. I used to hate hanging out in Scott’s room. It smelt like unwashed gym socks and stale pizza. He never washed his sheets, not unless his mom came up to do it for him. Any surface in his room was guaranteed to be sticky, either from spilt drinks or God knows what else.
I shivered in disgust at the memory, then listened. Hearing that the shower was still on, I walked over to the end of Theo’s bed and sat down. It was so soft, like sitting on a cloud. I let myself fall back on it, and a waft of freshly laundered sheets welcomed me.
It was official: Theo was my dream guy. Organized, clean, motivated, kind . The list was endless, and it seemed like at every turn, he was checking off another trait I hadn’t realized I desperately wanted in a partner. The fact that he was outdoorsy and adventurous wasn’t something I’d previously considered needing, but now…I couldn’t imagine going back to dating a guy who only wanted to hang out in his basement playing video games.
The shower turned off, and a few moments later, I heard the bathroom door open and Theo’s footsteps along the hall. I sat up in time for him to open his bedroom door. He stepped inside, his gaze immediately finding me and his eyes heating with desire when he saw that I was sitting on his bed.
A thick black towel was wrapped around his waist. His abdomen was glistening with water droplets, like he hadn’t properly dried off yet. Closing the door and shaking his head to rouse himself from whatever thoughts he’d had, he stalked toward me. “I could get used to that sight.”
“What sight?” I asked, my voice sounding as breathless as I felt.
“You, in my bed,” Theo’s voice was almost a growl, and the evidence of his arousal was already apparent. My hands went up to his pecs, feeling his muscles contract beneath my palm. I slid them over his still damp body, exploring all the ridges and dips with precision.
The towel around his waist fell loose, but Theo made no move to grab it. His erection jutted out proudly, hard, and thick and glistening at the tip. The sight of it made my mouth water. My hands slid down his abdomen, wrapping around his cock. I brought it into my mouth, sucking him the way I’d started earlier that day in the tent.
Theo’s head fell back, his Adam’s apple moving in his throat as he swallowed hard. It was hot, watching him react to the feel of my mouth. I loved how he tasted—he was shower clean, but I could taste his pre-cum, a heady, salty flavour that danced on my tongue. I worked him over for a few minutes, enjoying the low sounds coming from the back of his throat.
“You’ve got to stop, or I’m going to embarrass myself,” Theo laughed, drawing out of my mouth with a wet pop. Before I could think of a reply, he bent over me to capture my lips in a kiss, his hands running up my exposed thighs to toy with the hemline of my shorts.
My hands went around the back of his neck as he moved over top of me, still kissing me as he laid me down on his bed. My legs were still dangling over the edge of his bed, so Theo scooped me up with one arm, tugging me up towards the pillows, never breaking the kiss.
He stopped kissing me long enough to tug the blankets from under me, pulling them down beneath us both with one strong arm before he hovered over me. I could feel his hard length between us, and I arched my hips—desperate to feel that contact.
He went back to kissing me; relishing in me. I could get lost in this man’s kisses, and in the way he touched me. I’d never felt so desired, or so much desire, before; I didn’t know what to do with it all. The feelings he evoked were so strong and right, it left me confused at how someone I’d known for such a short time could affect me like this so profoundly.
He pulled back enough to look down at me. “Let’s get you undressed,” he said, shooting me a mischievous grin.
“Okay,” I murmured.
His fingers went to the button of my jean shorts. I was practically panting beneath him. He unbuttoned them effortlessly while his lips lavished kisses on the side of my neck. He tugged them down my thighs slowly, the rub of denim on my skin as he pulled them off working in perfect tandem to drive me deeper into arousal. I knew my panties were soaked with desire for him.
He left my underwear on and started removing my tank top, until I was in my matching red lace bra and panty set. Theo brought his fist up to his mouth, biting his knuckle as he looked down at me.
“Fuck, you’re absolutely gorgeous, Lux.”
It was hard to feel insecure with the way he looked at me, and how reverently he spoke my name. I didn’t know what to say, words completely escaped me. I wasn’t used to the amount of affection he was showing me with each touch and glance.
But in that moment, I didn’t dare question it. Theo looked at me with appreciation for another minute, shaking his head like he couldn’t quite believe his luck. Then he unhooked my bra, tugging it away from my heavy breasts, and lowered his mouth to my right nipple while his hand toyed with the other. He sucked on it, tugging his teeth gently over the puckered peak. I moaned, my back arching in response.
My body was so sensitive and responsive to his touch, and I felt him smile around my nipple as if this delighted him. His hand moved from my nipple, sliding down my stomach to my mound over my panties, his fingers brushing against my covered slit.
“I can already feel how wet you are for me,” Theo moaned, his voice sounding tortured as his fingers rubbed along my covered lips.
I was officially panting now, and I couldn’t be bothered to care.
“Yeah, well. Can you blame me? Somehow, you know exactly how to get me there…” I whispered as he lowered himself down my body, nestling between my thighs. He peered at me with a devious grin before his tongue lapped over my covered sex.
The feeling of the lace and his tongue against me had me twisting on the mattress with anticipation. Theo tugged my panties aside with his index finger, making sure to run it along the seam of my lips. My hips bucked, desperate for more, which he all too happily gave me a moment later when he lowered his mouth to me.
Theo licked and sucked and kissed me, eating me like I was a five-course meal and he’d been starved of food for far too long. Each pass of his tongue had my hips trembling, and when he added a finger I nearly bucked off the mattress. He had to hold me down with his other hand.
“Theo!” I moaned, dripping around his tongue as I exploded. But he didn’t stop, he kept going, lapping up my orgasm, drawing it out. When he was satisfied, he pulled away, taking my soaked panties with him.
He leaned over, opening his end table, and rooting through it. A frown marred his handsome face, his hand still moving things in there. “Shit,” he swore, running a hand through his already-tousled hair. “I don’t have any condoms.”
“I have some in my bag.” I replied, still panting. “In the front pocket.”
Theo smiled at me with relief, hopping out of his bed to grab them. The box was a little crushed, but he didn’t seem to mind. He tore open the box, grabbing a handful of condoms, and tossed the mangled box aside on his desk before stalking back to the bed. He stood beside it, opening a foil packet, and rolling it on his thick length as he looked down at me.
He didn’t say anything, but the heady look he gave me made me squirm in anticipation. Once he was sheathed, he climbed over top of me, gently moving my knees apart to make room for his body.
All too eagerly, I spread my legs. Theo lined himself up with my entrance, rubbing his tip through my wetness, coating himself in it. We locked eyes as he sank deep inside of me, filling me to the hilt. He exhaled, his warm breath fanning across my lips.
“You feel incredible, like you were made for me,” he said gruffly, moving his hips and dragging out of me only to slam back into me a moment later. I let my thighs fall open more, my hands scraping along his lower back as I tried to drag him deeper into me.
“You feel pretty amazing yourself,” I managed, feeling myself tighten around him. Theo’s eyelids fluttered, and he pulled almost all the way out before thrusting again.
I let out a satisfied groan, tilting my head back on the pillow, exposing my throat to him. He kissed my neck, his speed increasing as he slammed home harder and harder, spurred on by my body’s response to him. I could feel the orgasm building, each thrust making me wetter and wetter, propelling me to the point of unraveling.
Theo could feel I was close, his body so in tune with mine. He slammed into me hard, gyrating his hips, the tip of him hitting that sensitive spot inside of me, making me erupt. He kept thrusting, drawing my orgasm out until my eyes practically rolled in the back of my head. He drove into me again and tensed, letting out a low moan as he came, too.
Our hearts were pounding in sync, and Theo didn’t move for several minutes as he tried to catch his breath. When he finally did pull out of me, I felt bereaved by the loss. Theo removed the condom and stood, tying it off before he deposited it in the wastebasket by his desk before he rejoined me in his bed.
My hair was a tangled mess, and he brushed it tenderly from my face as he gazed at me.
“I really love doing that with you,” he grinned.
I turned toward him, covering my breasts with my arm. “Well, I love doing that with you, too.”
“Can I be honest?” he asked, and I nodded, biting down on my lower lip. “I’m glad you’re moving here, especially if it means we’ll get to do more of that.”
“Yeah, I’m glad I’m moving here too. And that’s an additional bonus. Is it included in the rent, or do I have to pay extra for it?” I teased.
He laughed, the sound of it rich to my ears. “Consider it a free perk.” He smiled, and I grinned back at him. “Seriously, though. Jasmine and Talia are stoked about this arrangement.”
“I honestly can’t wait to live with them. Jasmine and I used to talk about being roommates when we were in high school, but then our program choices pulled us in different directions. I’m a little nervous about moving without a job though.” I admitted.
“There’s a lot of local places you could find work at, and Baz’s sister works at the hospital, so you have that in.”
“I can’t see someone who doesn’t even know me vouching for me, though it’s nice of Baz to offer.”
“She’ll vouch for you, I have a feeling you guys will get along great. You’ll meet her soon; she lives in Sudbury with her husband, and they often go to Baz and Rhiannon’s gatherings.”
“Do they have a lot of gatherings?”
“Oh yeah. They put on a wicked Halloween party every year. Baz and Rhiannon have enough property that people can just toss up tents and camp out.”
“Sounds like fun,” I said, yawning. I was exhausted, the last few days of camping and late nights finally catching up on me.
“It really is,” Theo pulled me closer, and I nestled into his embrace.
My eyes felt heavy, and my body felt sated. I drifted off to a comfortable, relaxed sleep in his arms, feeling at home in his embrace.