Page 37 of Through the Glen


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“Smug bastard,” I grumbled.

Theo chuckled and shoved his jeans and boxers down with casual confidence. My pulse increased as his cock sprang free, standing to full attention between his hard thighs. It was swollen and thick, a vein pulsing along the side of it.

The first time I had sex, I hadn’t even seen his cock. The second time, I’d been indifferent to it until it was inside me.

For some reason, this time, I imagined wrapping my mouth around Theo’s and felt a rush of wet between my legs.

“Have you never seen a man’s cock before?”

My eyes flew to his. “Once. Not for long, though.”

Theo’s gaze grew low-lidded as he stepped closer to the bed and wrapped his hand around his arousal. I inhaled a breathat the sexual sight, my legs shifting restlessly. “What are you thinking?”

Oh.

“Um …I … that I want you inside me.”

His breathing increased as he stroked himself lazily.

“And I’d like to …”

“Like to what, little darling?” he purred.

“Taste you,” I whispered hoarsely.

He squeezed his eyes closed, and I swear his cock strained higher. “Jesus, you’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you?” He put a knee on the bed and then something shifted in his gaze. “Fuck, condom.”

Disappointment filled me. I’d been on the pill since I was eighteen to help with irregular periods, and it was on the tip of my tongue to say so. I wanted him that much. But the smart, sensible part of me that knew he had a past, decided not to offer that information up. “I don’t have any.”

His lips twitched. “That’s all right. I do. Where did I leave my wallet?”

Relieved, I gestured to the doorway. “On the coffee table.”

He studied me carefully. “Stay there and don’t move. Just anticipate that when I come back, I’m going to lick every inch of that pretty pussy.”

My belly squeezed low and I felt another rush of wet.

Theo grinned like he knew before he turned and marched out of the room, naked and uncaring. Why should he be? He had a long, lean body that made my mouth turn dry. His arse muscles shifted with his stride, and I imagined those muscles clenching as he thrust into me. I experienced another flood of arousal. I wanted him more than I’d ever wanted anyone. The only time I’d ever been this turned on was by myself, using my imagination.

But is this stupidity?I wondered.

Was I opening myself to a path that would lead me to heartbreak?

Should I stop it before it went any further? Or did I take the risk and finally experience what life was all about?

As if he knew my thoughts would intrude upon the moment, Theo hurried to grab the condom. His expression was fierce with need as he marched back into the bedroom, hard cock bobbing with each stride.

He reached the bed, wrapped his hands around my ankles, and dragged me toward him. I let out a cry of surprise that made him grin devilishly, and he hooked my legs over his shoulders, cupping my arse in his hands.

A flash of embarrassment flared through me at being so exposed to him.

“Is this your first time?” Theo asked, drawing a finger down the wet heat between my thighs. “The man from the hotel … he didn’t go down on you?”

I shook my head, biting my lips against my panting.

Theo stared at my sex until I swear my cheeks were hotter than they’d ever been. “So pretty … a damn shame to leave such a pretty pussy so neglected.”

I squirmed. “Theo.”