I slid my hand down her leg. “I was thinking of doing something a little more entertaining.”
Her eyes widened, another smile tugging at her mouth. “What? Now? Jared will be home soon.”
“We can be quick,” I murmured in her ear, trailing kisses down her neck. Sarah’s head fell back, giving me access to her throat. At the sound of her gasp, I stood abruptly.
Then I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder with ease. Her laughter filled the house as I hurried upstairs to her old bedroom. I laid her on the bed and made quick work of undressing her. “I bet you never thought you’d have sex in here,” I teased.
She pulled an adorable face. “I did have sex.”
I raised an eyebrow as I unclipped her bra.
Sarah shrugged. “I had lots of very quiet sex with myself.”
Chuckling, I kissed and moved over her, my hands exploring her perfect body. “Poor darling. I’m here now.”
She laughed, shoving me playfully. Grinning smugly, I sat up to remove my shirt and she retorted, “I’ll have you know that up until you, sex with myself was the best sex I’d ever had.”
“That’s because some men are selfish fuckers in bed.” I pressed my lips to her slender belly, following a trail to her jeans. I unbuckled them, looking up at her from beneath my lashes. “Lucky for you, I’m a possessive bastard who wants to ruin you for all other men.”
Sarah gasped as I yanked down her jeans, taking her knickers with them. “Lucky for me, you only mean that in the sense of the bedroom. We wouldn’t get along—oh!” She arched into me as I licked at her clit.
“We wouldn’t what, my love?”
“Wouldn’t …” She clawed at the duvet covers. “I don’t … oh … just keep doing that.”
So I did.
Tasting her, sucking, nibbling, licking, fucking her with my tongue … pushing her to almost breaking but then pulling back before she could come. She was flushed and lost, her face etched with passion and need.
“Theo, please,” she begged.
The sound of gravel kicking up under a vehicle outside cut through her panting. Her eyes widened. “Jared.”
I lifted my head. “Do you want me to stop?”
Sarah looked adorably outraged. “You better make me come right now or you’ll have blue balls for the next month.”
Laughing, I gripped her thighs and pulled them over my shoulders, grabbing her arse in my hands to pull her deeper into my mouth.
Sarah keened and I growled against her, my cock rock hard.
I ate at her hungrily and then, just as the back door slammed downstairs, Sarah came. She clamped her teeth down on her fist as she shattered.
“Sarah!” Jared called. “You in?”
Suddenly, Sarah scrambled away from me and I collapsed onto the bed, confused. Until she jumped up and grabbed my arm. “Come with me,” she whispered frantically. So I did, following her into her en suite bathroom.
As soon as we were inside, she locked it and reached into the shower to turn it on. Her cheeks were flushed bright pink as she looked up at me with laughter in her eyes. “Thankfully, Grandpa added this bathroom for me a year after I came to live with them so I’d have a wee bit of privacy.”
I raised an eyebrow.
She gestured to my engorged cock. “Do you think I’d leave you in that state?”
Grinning, I let her pull me into the shower. I pressed her up against the cool tiles, kissing her, throbbing against her stomach. I pulled back to reassure her, “You know I would have waited. While I cannot handle a month, I can handle a few hours of blue balls.”
Sarah grasped my cock in her hand, and I grunted as she guided it between her thighs. She was so wet. Fuck. “I don’t want you to wait.”
As I surged into her, one hand gripping her thigh to open her to me, the other braced on the tiles above her head, I thought,At least I have this of her. I knew at that moment that Sarah would never give this part of her to someone else. Trust. I trusted her as much as I loved her.
