61. Theo Fairview #4
“I… I need you to fuck me,” she whispered, and for some reason, it felt like my heart was breaking.
Why had I thought she was going to say something else?
Stupid.
Obviously, she wasn’t going to say she fucking loved me.
When was I going to get it through my thick skull that all of this was fucking fake for her?
“Now, baby. I need you,” she murmured, completely unaware of the fact that I was falling to pieces inside.
Forcing myself to snap out of whatever self-deprecating spiral my mind was trying to pull me into, I focused on what was happening right now.
The woman I was in love with was sprawled beneath me, asking me to fuck her.
I’d be damned if I let this moment go to waste.
Even if it wasn’t real for her.
Even if my heart was breaking.
“Theo… I need you…” she repeated, and her voice was so desperate and needy, I knew it was the closest I would ever get to hearing her beg for me, and something in my mind snapped.
She needed me.
Maybe it wasn’t love, but it was close enough.
Suddenly, all the lust and want came crashing back, and I couldn’t hold myself back anymore. With a jerk, I slipped my arm under her knee and pressed it back to her shoulder before sinking deep inside her with a heady groan.
I stared between us, watching her part around the shaft of the toy, and I reveled in the desperate sounds that spilled out of her plush, kiss-swollen lips.
“Fuck, Theo… Harder. Fuck me harder…”
It was like a dam broke inside me, and suddenly, I was viciously thrusting into her. I angled my hips up as I used her leg to tilt her further back for me.
I knew when I hit home. The garbled cry that ripped from her throat as I nailed her G-spot was so fucking sweet. I wanted to make her do it again and again.
My own orgasm, which was still balancing on a razor’s edge, began to threaten to spill over as my clit ground into the strap with each frantic thrust.
I grit my teeth against the dangerously quick rise of pressure as I ruthlessly fucked Cass with everything I had.
There was a tiny click, and suddenly the vibrator rumbled back to life, and I nearly lost it.
Not yet, not yet, not yet…
I chanted in my head as I watched her for signs that she was close.
It happened faster than I thought it would.
Soon, the muscles in her abdomen began to clench, and her breath shortened into tiny, desperate pants.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she cried with each thrust of my hips… Her nails tore into my back, and I grunted as I beat back the desperate need to burst into a screaming mess of ecstasy before she had a chance to get there…and then, she was coming.
“Now! Now, Theo!” she ordered, and without warning, she reached forward and fisted the chain for the clamps as it swung wildly between us.
She pulled, and I gasped as she ripped the clamps clean off me. The explosion of agony that erupted through me triggered the orgasm I’d been desperately fighting off since I’d followed Cass into this damn room.
I roared as my entire body exploded with a mind-melting blend of pleasure and pain. I was so swept up in feelings that were almost too intense to process, I barely registered Cassandra’s gorgeous cries of ecstasy as she was pulled under with me.
“Theo… FUCK!”
She was screaming, and my eyes slammed shut as I forced myself to continue to fuck her through it, even though my legs were now shaking and my muscles seemed to have lost the ability to function.
“That’s it, baby girl… that’s it… come for me…” I grunted as she writhed and sobbed beneath me.
She reached up and slid her hands into my hair before pulling me down and slamming her lips into mine.
The taste of her flooded my mouth, and gradually, I slowed my thrusts as we both started to come down.
She somehow had the wherewithal to turn the damn vibrator off as she shuddered beneath me, and I was grateful.
I was so overstimulated and wrecked from the intense blend of pleasure and pain she’d blessed me with, but if the situation had been reversed, I wasn’t sure I would have had enough brain capacity to remember to turn the damn toy off.
As our orgasms subsided, our sweat-slick bodies slid against each other… But the kiss didn’t stop.
Neither of us seemed willing to end it, and our tongues curled around each other as we panted and moaned into each other’s mouths.
I love you.
I love you; I love you, I love you… God, I’m so fucking in love with you…
Tears stung my eyes, but I didn’t dare pull away long enough to tell her the words that were stuck on an endless loop in my mind.
They were words I wasn’t sure she would ever be ready to hear me say out loud, so instead, I showed her.
I showed her with my body and my lips and my tongue.
I showed her that if there was anything that could possibly make me want to cling to the pathetic excuse I had for a life, it was her.
It would always be her.
And even if she never felt the same way, I would always cherish every second she allowed me to spend wrapped up in her arms.
Because she was the only person I’d ever met that made life feel worth living, and for the first time I felt like maybe…
Maybe it would be okay to stay.