Thank God for that.
I removed my fingers and stroked my palm down his spine to rest it just above his tailbone. “Spread your legs a little more,” I said in a gruff voice. Shep parted those strong thighs, his waiting hole beckoning me closer.
I gripped my cock, lined it up with his eager entrance, and slid home.
Home…
Oui, that was exactly what Shep represented to me now. A sexy safe haven for me to always come to—and inside of—whenever I needed him.
The thought made my pulse quicken as my toes curled into the marble floor of his shower with pleasure. The sheer intensity of the feelings I was experiencing morphed into an intoxicating sensation, and I dug my fingers into his hips for stronger purchase.
Shep grunted with every hard thrust I gave him, “handling” me just as he said he would, and something about that made him even hotter.
To the outside world, Shep was always in control,alwaysso put together. But behind closed doors, when he was tucked away with me, the real Shep came out to play—whether that be with a food fight, saving me from a hitman, or standing up to King for me. I was starting to discover I liked just about every part of him—including his phenomenal ass.
“Fuck, Theo.”
The sound of my name had me looking down at where my dick was lodged in deep, and I realized just how hard I’d been going at him. But that was bound to happen when I started reminiscing over all the reasons I’d fallen head over heels for the guy.
“Your own fault,” I grunted, as I pulled out and tunneled back in again. “Your ass is perfect.”
Shep growled a feral sound at the penetration, then dropped his head and reached for his cock. He was getting close, I could feel it in the way his body was contracting around mine and the frantic way he was working his dick.
The water was falling down over us in a warm spray, keeping us slippery and wet, and when I entered his body this time, I slid one of my hands up to his shoulders and pulled him upright.
Shep straightened off the wall with a grunt, his back meeting my front as my cock bottomed out deep inside him. The water hit his chest as I reached down and covered his hand with my own, and as I pulled out of his body then drilled back inside of him, I sank my teeth deep into his shoulder.
Shep shouted at the sting of pain with his pleasure, punching forward into our joined fists, and I followed, not about to give up my warm hole for anything. He repeated the move several times over, fucking forward through our fists then back onto my greedy cock. Then I licked my way up his neck until my mouth was by his ear.
“Come for me, Shep. I want to catch you when you fall apart, just like you caught me.”
He groaned and turned his head to capture my lips in a brutal kiss, then he pulled back and fucked his way into a toe-curling orgasm that echoed off the walls and down my spine. His pleasure was so intense it made my balls tingle and tighten, as his cum exploded on the shower wall and I detonated inside of him with the same kind of force.
My chest heaved against his back as I stood there, arms wrapped around him, as intimately connected as we could be, everything we’d been holding back these last few days finally coming to a head in a mutual understanding that with one wrong move, we could’ve lost one another. We might’ve been robbed of this very moment and all the ones to come, and all because of circumstances outside of our control.
I’d never felt such a soul-deep connection with someone. Not like this.
Somewhere during this crazy whirlwind, Shep had gone from mywhat if?to myI’d die for you, and when I finally pulled out of him, and he turned to wrap me inhisarms, I knew he felt the exact same way.
15
SHEP
ISHOULD’VE KNOWN Theo wasn’t going to let King off so easily. Outwardly, he was back to his usual self, sarcastic and amusing as ever. Beneath the surface, though, his resentment had been building, because when a couple of days had passed without a word or even an apology from our leader, Theo finally exploded.
I didn’t understand the litany of French coming off his tongue, other than they had to be creative curses, since I usually caught the gist.
“Not even an ‘I’m sorry I was a dick who didn’t give a shit you almost died in a jungle even though it was all my fault.’ Unbelievable.”
As he shoved his shoes on, I scrubbed a hand over my face, clearly having missed something while I was working out.“What happened?”
Theo stood from the chair in the corner of my room and scoffed. “Nothing.Nothinghappened. That’s the fucking problem.” He grabbed his jacket and stormed toward the elevator like a man on a mission—but it looked like one that would have a shitload of consequences.
“Wait, stop,” I said, blocking the door. “Talk to me.”
“It’s notyouI need to talk to.”
“So you’re going where, exactly?”
