And I want it now.
Chapter16
Ego
She tastes like sin and sugar.
Like everything I’ve ever wanted but never let myself have.
And I don’t mean the kind of want that burns through your veins and makes your cock throb with need—though yeah, there’s that too.
But this?This is different.This is deeper.
When she rocks her hips, grinding her sweet cunt against my mouth like she’s riding the edge of heaven—yeah, I could die like this.I’d die happy.
She moans, low and ragged, and I feel her fall apart beneath my tongue.
Every tremble.Every pulse.Every broken whisper of my name.
Theo.
She doesn’t even realize she’s calling me that now.But it kills me.
Wrecks me in the best fucking way.
By the time I crawl up her soft, flushed body and kiss her—open-mouthed, filthy, full of the tangy sweet taste of her—she meets me with a hunger that steals every coherent thought from my brain.
Sabrina Rosetto is not some blushing virgin.
No.She’s a fucking goddess in this bed.
Wild and wicked and mine.
She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me harder, deeper, pulling me under like I’m the only man who’s ever mattered.
And maybe I am.Because I swear, if anyone else has ever touched her like this—they didn’t deserve her.
My cock is leaking, thick with need, pressed against her thigh.
I can’t remember the last time I was this close to losing it before I was even inside.
But I slow myself down.
Grip the back of her neck with one hand and guide myself to her soaked entrance with the other.
“Angel,” I rasp, forehead against hers.“You ready for me?”
She’s already dripping for me.
Her tight, wet heat is kissing the head of my dick like she’s begging me to slide home.
But I wait.I will always wait.
I need to hear it from her.
She looks up at me, cheeks flushed, eyes dark and clear.
“I’m ready,” she whispers.“I trust you, Theo.”
