His jaw clenches again, but then he nods. “Even if you did,” he says softly, “I wouldn’t regret this. Not for a second. I wouldn’t regretyou.”
My heart twists. I rise onto my toes and kiss him.
At first, it’s gentle. A soft press of our lips, a silent promise without words. But then it deepens, the kind of kiss that steals the air from your lungs. I feel his hands tighten on my back, and suddenly I’m lifting, climbing up him like a pole, desperate to get closer.
He cradles me in his arms, lifting me into the air, and walks us to his bedroom. No place I’d rather go. Our mouths never stop moving. Our desperation, love, and fear all mix into one. When he places me gently on the bed, he pulls back just enough for his eyes to meet mine.
“I love you, Sophie Wilson.”
My breath catches in my throat, and I swallow back the happy tears his words bring to my eyes.
“I love you, Theo Hayes.”
His eyes widen, hearing me utter the words for the first time. A smile stretches across his face, so wide it’s almost comical. I giggle at his expression, probably the happiest I’ve ever seen him look.
“You just made me the happiest man alive. I can die in peace now.”
I swat his shoulder, “No dying allowed. I need you here, by my side.”
He laughs, the deep rumble vibrating through me. Then he dips back down, taking my mouth against his, in the most tender kiss of my lifetime. It’s perfect. Soft and sweet and delicious in the best way. His body presses down against mine, fitting perfectly against me in all the right places.
One of his hands supports his weight above me while the other feathers down my arm, tracing the lines of it with an electrifying touch. My skin pebbles under his touch and I moan lightly against his mouth. The smallest touch from him has me already ready to explode.
I reach for the hem of his shirt, tugging it up to feel his skin against mine. I want more. He pulls back, settling onto his knees between my thighs, and pulls his shirt off in one fluid motion. I admire his toned torso, my fingers coming up to trail down his abs, following the light dusting of hair there down to where his jeans block my way.
My eyes jump back up to his, and the expression of pure admiration in his gaze is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
I reach out with my other hand, moving to undo the button on his pants. His hands come to meet mine, helping me, and then he’s standing, dropping his pants to the floor.
“Boxers too,” I whisper, my voice barely audible over my heartbeat pounding in my ears.
He quirks an eyebrow, “You sure?”
I nod my approval, and he obeys my command, standing there in all his naked glory. And then I’m sitting up, ripping my top and bra off and tossing them to the floor. Stripping off my pants and panties as quickly as I can, wanting him back on top of me, craving his touch.
His eyes rove over my body, and I try not to flinch, to cover myself. His gaze returns to mine, his eyes dark and hooded, filled with need.
“You are the most perfect thing I have ever seen, Trouble.”
Iswoon.Falling deeper for him with each word that comes from his perfect, pouty lips. “Come here.”
He kneels between my thighs once again, settling back onto his heels. His hands fall to my thighs as he begins to massage them, never dropping eye contact. I reach up, noticing for thefirst time, a scar on his thigh. I run my fingers over it lightly, the skin raised in a small circle.
“What’s this from?” I ask.
“Oh, that,” he says with a chuckle. “Shot with a BB gun as a kid, the BB is still in there, actually.”
My eyes go wide, “Seriously? Does it hurt?”
“Nope, I don’t even notice it anymore.”
My attention leaves his scar and jumps to his cock, growing harder by the second. I reach out, my fingers lightly tracing over his impressive length. He twitches under my touch, a light groan escaping from his lips.
I smile softly, loving the sense of power I get when he is under my control. The way his body tenses and his breathing grows more rapid as my hands give him pleasure. It’s addictive, and I never want to stop.
“You’re killing me,” he breathes out.
“Then come here.”
