Fucked.
She was inmyshirt from last night, with far too many buttons undone for me to think straight. So I started in on a response that was something to the effect ofYou won’t be able to walk straight when I’m done with you tonightand then I immediately decided that was way too intense, since I was determined to slow things down with her. So, I erased that and started over.You look beautiful. True, but what a stupid, completely inadequate response. I immediately erased that too. Beautiful didn’t even begin to cover it.
Fuck it. I started in again.
You look sexy enough to take a bite out of and I had to jack off multiple times this morning wishing it was you I was pumping into because I couldn’t stop picturing the way your pussy swallowed up that goddamned unicorn horn. I wish you could have seen it. It was hot as fuck. YOU were hot as fuck. And I know I said I wanted to take things slow, but honestly, I’m a simple man. All I want to do is bend you into a million and one shapes, and fuck you in every single one of them… until you can’t speak, or walk, or do anything at all, and baby, I’ll do it all for you. I’ll be every damn thing you need. Forever.
It was way too much, but just for kicks, I kept going.
I want to give you the world on a string. I want to worship you, devour you, explore you, Sarafina. And it’s not just your body, it’s your laugh, your spirit, your kindness, your softness. You make everything better. You make me want to be better, and right now, like the single brain cell man that I am, all I can think about is how desperate I am to fuck those gorgeous tits of yours. Respectfully, of course.
And then I erased the entire message.
Fuuuuuuuuck me.
I stared at the photo again and zoomed in on that sliver of soft, perfect cleavage, all while my cock jumped like an untrained dog.
Someone cleared their throat, and I looked up, breathless. The receptionist had clearly been talking to me. “Theodore will see you now.” She repeated.
“Thanks.” I stood and stuffed my phone into my pocket, using the opportunity to discreetly adjust myself after she went back to her computer. I needed to get a grip. I was in public, for Christ’s sake.
I headed through the massive doors into the large, dimly lit office and found Theo inside, looking broody as usual, sitting behind several glowing screens. Behind him were even more screens with live video feeds.
“Kensington,” he said, and didn’t bother standing. “To what do I owe the honor of this impromptu visit?”
I grimaced and gripped the back of the chair across from his desk. “I need a favor.”
His brows raised, and he motioned, inviting me to sit. “I owe you.” He settled back into his chair and cocked his head. “But you already knew that, so what exactly can I do for you?”
I settled into the high-back chair, wondering how long it’d been since I bailed him out of prison and hired a damn good lawyer to get the charges dropped.
That was one thing I had learned from my mother, to always reach a hand out to help because eventually, you’d be the one needing that hand to reach back. She, of course, was right.
And right now, I desperately needed Theo to protect the one thing that mattered most to me. “I need a security detail.” I started, “Best team you have.”
“I see.” Theo nodded thoughtfully. “For whom?”
“Sara.”
His whole face shifted, his grin feline, and I didn’t know if I’d ever actually seen him smile. “I should have known.” He mused, more to himself than me. “How’d Liam take it?”
“We’re not together.” I swallowed hard, hating the words even as I said them. “Which is why she can’t know she’s being watched, and neither can he.”
Theo outright laughed at that, and it nearly knocked me out of the chair with surprise.
“Sure.” He chuckled and brushed a thumb thoughtfully over his lower lip. “Whatever you say, Kensington.”
He was always such a fucker. “Can you do it?” I asked, growing more irritated by the second.
“Of course I can do it.” He folded his arms across his chest. “It’s going to cost you, though.”
I rolled my eyes, so much for owing me. “You know price doesn’t matter.” I’d spend every dollar I had and more to keep her safe.
Theo nodded thoughtfully, his mind wandering elsewhere. “Yes, I do.”
He was still quiet when I finally asked, “How’s Ariana?”
His jaw clenched. “We’re not on speaking terms at the moment.”
