He was shaken too.
She gently pushed him off her and turned around to face his headboard, thrusting her ass up and leaning over to hold the wooden slats of his bed. She looked over her shoulder coyly, spread her legs wider, and swayed. “I want it like this,” she said, pushing herself back at his cock.
He rubbed her cleft slowly, up and down, with the head of his cock, feeling that slickness coat him until he pushed in. Her thighs quivered and she let out a little moan at the invasion. He leaned down to her smooth back, nuzzling the satiny skin and enjoying the way his hand looked on her beautiful body.
She whimpered at the touch and thrust herself back harder on his cock. She was wild and hotter than fire, thrusting her plump ass back on him. He let her find her rhythm until he couldn’t anymore. Threading one arm around her waist and the other gripping her shoulder, he took over the pace, firm and controlled, while she begged.
“Oh, please,” she whispered, the words sounding like they were dragged from her throat. She reached back and gripped his thigh to pull him closer still. “Theo,” she panted. “Oh, please, give it to me.” Her hair had come undone, and little wisps of it clung to her face. She was a wild, wanton sight, begging him for her release.
He reached around her, slid his fingers into her slickness, and traced her spread lips around his cock, pressing the heel of his hand on her swollen clit with the firm strokes she liked. She was panting, little moans and growls coming from her as he set about taking her apart again.
The fourth time she came, she cried.
Theo held her tighter, feeling every pulse of her inner walls around him, chasing his own release. The pressure rose higher and hotter still until, with a hash cry, he came. She shuddered and dropped her head down, grinding her hips back on him like she couldn’t get enough.
He would have smiled if he had any strength left. Instead, he pulled out with a hiss and tucked her into his side. They rested like that, spent and peaceful, until the sound of Puddin’s unhappy yips filled the room.
“I’m just going to check on her,” he said, gettingup to let the mutt in. Puddin’ took a flying leap and landed in the middle of the bed.
“Hey, baby,” Amber murmured, not opening her eyes. She reached out blindly to pet her on the head. “What happened to her crate?”
“She cried when I put her in there,” Theo said sheepishly. He pushed the dog gently to the end of the bed and settled against Amber again, ignoring Puddin’s wounded look. “You okay?”
Her eyes were closed, and she was grinning. He reached over and gave her a quick, hard kiss on the lips. She looked tousled and sleepy, and very well fucked. He wanted her all over again. He wantedher, in every way.
“Admit it, Puddin’ was a good idea,” she said after a while, petting the little dog’s head. She had wormed her way up between them again and was splayed out on her back waiting for a belly rub. “You love her.”
“She’s grown on me,” he admitted.
“You’re a natural. Someday you’ll make a wonderful father.”
“I hope so,” he murmured, feeling his eyes growing heavy. “I’d like a big family like your sister and Davis’s. Do you want kids?” When he opened his eyes, she was lying quietly, watching Puddin’.
“I don’t know,” she finally said. “Maybe someday.” By the tone of her voice, he could tell she was pulling away, putting up her defenses again, brick by brick. “I left my clothes downstairs,” she said after a while, sitting up. He knew of only one reliable way to get her to stay.
Theo wrapped an arm around her waist and hauled her back to bed.
“Woman, you damn near killed me. Let me rest and I’ll make you food.”
She paused. “What kind? I’ve seen your fridge,” she said suspiciously.
“Pancakes.” He cracked an eye and watched the debate play on her face. Run or stay. He casually sweetened the deal. “With chocolate chips.”
“Theo, you know you don’t have any chocolate or butter here.”
“Chocolate, butter, and syrup. Bought it just for you,” he murmured sleepily, somewhat shocked that he was actually tired. He hadn’t fallen asleep so easily in a year at least, but he couldn’t keep his eyes open. “Come back to bed.”
She finally settled back down with a huff. “Fine, but I’ll only stay if we can do that again.”
He pulled her tighter into the curve of his body, where she fit perfectly, her hips against his, her back to his front. “We can do that all night long.”
He nuzzled his face into her sweet-smelling hair. Puddin’ yawned loudly and let out one last disgusted yip about being relegated to the end of the bed. She did a few circles before plopping down on Theo’s feet.
Theo smiled. He had both of his girls with him now.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Amber slipped outfrom under Theo’s heavy arm and paused for a moment, watching him sleep. He looked so peaceful next to her. She pressed a light kiss to his arm rather than his handsome face. She didn’t want to wake him and have him watch her leave.
