Chapter 10
Elizabeth
He’s whispering promises I know I shouldn’t believe, his breath warm against my skin.
“Sunshine,” he murmurs, voice thick with emotion. “I’m yours. I need you.” His voice sends shivers through my whole body, longing for more.
He removes my hand from his thick erection and pins it above my head.
It’s only when he begins kissing me as he holds my hands in one of his that I find my breath again.
With his other hand he finds my clit, already wet for him.
He plays with me slowly. I squirm beneath him, begging for more.
Our bodies move together with a fierce tenderness.
I’m prepared to give it all away to him. He can take everything.
Theo slowly makes his way down my body, careful not to miss any part of it.
Making sure every single section of me is devoured, inch by inch until he reaches between my thighs.
He takes his time, making it almost unbearable, causing me to tremble with every stroke.
He pushes my legs apart and I happily oblige, opening them for him without hesitation.
His finger lingers on my thigh, and it feels something like torture.
I am slick beneath his touch, and it seems to drive him wild.
Turning him on more. His tongue suddenly makes contact with my sensitive spot, and my body explodes with a hunger so sharp it steals my breath away.
He licks along my clit, and pleasure spikes through me, making me grab his hair, encouraging him to continue.
My other hand hits the headboard, bracing myself.
I feel drunk on him. I’m not sure I can last much longer.
“Theo… please,” I gasp. “Don’t stop!” I grind against his face, his tongue moving faster, harder, and when his teeth graze me it sends me over the edge.
I shatter above him. I grab his hair and move against his mouth as my orgasm releases, my legs shaking uncontrollably.
Unable to keep quiet, my moans fill the small bedroom.
He slowly trails his tongue back up my body.
I look down at him, and his grin looks wicked.
His eyes dark, not looking away, locked on me as I squirm beneath him.
His lips meet mine and I taste myself on his mouth.
I suddenly have a rush of embarrassment.
Heat floods my cheeks. I can’t meet his eyes.
Theo notices.
“You taste delicious, baby girl.” Our tongues dance together, and he lowers himself on top of me, our skin connecting.
The heat from his stomach warms my naked body.
His erection slides along my still sensitive opening as I raise my hips, meeting him.
Theo growls against my cheek as he enters.
I arch my back underneath him as he drives deep, filling me, before slowly pulling back out, leaving me feeling empty.
It feels like he’s scared to break me. I whimper into his neck with pleasure.
His hand finds my neck as his lips kiss along the line of my jaw.
I wrap my arms around his back, gripping into his skin and his muscles, certain I’m leaving marks. I cling to him, trying to keep him with me forever, terrified to let go in case he disappears.
“You’re made for me, Sunshine,” he purrs against my ear as he enters me again. My eyes roll back, and I begin to move my body with his.
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Theo
The whimpers leaving Elizabeth’s lips make it hard for me to stay steady.
Even as I move within her, the closeness still doesn’t feel enough.
I want to stay like this forever, lost in the bliss of our lovemaking, because I’m convinced this is love.
I feel a connection, and it’s undeniable.
It’s what I’ve always wished for, what I have been waiting for my whole life, yet I know this moment is fleeting.
We’re in a dream. A dream that will crash to the ground the moment we are finished.
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Elizabeth
“Please don’t stop, Theo.” I am drowning in ecstasy.
He places his mouth around my nipple, and his tongue plays games with my breasts until I can’t think.
My nipple is so sensitive that I pulse around him as I come for a second time.
I cry out his name, pulling him deeper inside me, locking my legs tighter around his waist. The sound of his name leaving my lips and the feeling of me unravelling around him is enough for him to lose the last bit of control he has left.
He quickens, every thrust harder than the one before, until he tips over the edge.
As he comes inside me, a low growl breaks from his chest. With one last thrust, he gently lowers himself to meet my lips, kissing my cheeks, my forehead, my neck.
He doesn’t move for a long moment, staying with me, as close as he can, with his beautiful blue eyes searching my soul, as if trying to memorise me.
Our foreheads rest together, and I can’t help but stroke the side of his face as we catch our breath.
We gaze at each other as if we’re the only two people in the world.
He rolls onto the empty space next to me and pulls me into his side. I rest my head on his chest, feeling the soft rise and fall.
“I don’t want to move. Can we stay like this a little longer?” I whisper. He doesn’t move, but he doesn’t reply to me either. We stay wrapped in each other’s arms, silently. The quiet feels fragile, almost.
His chest vibrates against my cheek as he begins to hum beneath me. I’m not sure if he realises he is doing it, but it makes me smile. I sit up, my hand on his chest.
“What song is that?” I ask softly. His eyes go wide, as if I shouldn’t have heard it. As if he’s been caught in a moment.
“It’s just a tune I can’t seem to get out of my head. It’s nothing.” I lay my head gently on his steady heartbeat and stroke my fingers along his body until I start to drift off.
I pretend that I’m enough for him. Pretend that this moment will last forever.