He nodded and pulled me over onto his lap.
“Come here so I can kiss the shit out of you before you change your mind.”
And oh Fates, he did just that.
Chapter 30
By the time I pulled away to breathe, I was dizzy, lost in hours of kissing on his couch, with dinner quietly cooking in the background.
My lips were swollen and my undergarments were drenched. We had done nothing but kissed and stroked each other’s backs, but I had felt him growing hard under me the second our mouths had touched. And oh boy, it felt like he actually did have a rather large book down his pants…
He was breathing hard as well, looking absolutely delicious with his hair all mussed up and his shirt crinkled from my holding on to him.
“We should check on dinner,” he rasped. I was about to get up when he pulled me back down on him. “I have changed my mind, wordsmith. I can’t let you go.” A little shriek escaped me when he stood up and with his hands on my ass carried me over to the kitchen. He sat me down on the kitchen counter and kissed me again, deep and long.
I sighed into his mouth, and he responded with a groan, deepening our kiss even further. “Food. Maelis. We need food,” he chided, and I put my hands up in protest.
“Don’t blame me, it’s all you, my lordship.”
He stepped back from me, watching me as Ileaned back on my hands and smiled at him.
“Fuck, you are so beautiful,” he said, and he was just about to come back over when I jumped to the ground and pretended to push him away.
“Nah nah nah, Auretheos. Dinner first.” We took the meat out of the stove and it had actually turned out pretty well. The baked potatoes looked amazing as well and with our homemade sauce and some salad it almost resembled something out of Enbergin’s kitchen.
We started out sitting across from each other, but after a few bites I shifted my chair closer, resting my legs lightly in his lap. His grin widened, mischievous and delighted, and he leaned over to press a gentle kiss to my temple.
“You are the sweetest,” he murmured.
We ate, talked, and laughed, and for a while, it felt as if the world beyond these walls had vanished. Just as I was about to start washing up, Theo wiggled a finger at me.
“No work today, wordsmith.” He said, and with a small flick, the dishes vanished.
I leaned back against him, savoring the simplicity of the moment, how easily we fit together here, in this moment.
He finally got up and held his hand out towards me. I took it and he led me upstairs to the master bedroom. We were kissing again before we even walked through the door and the only reason I didn’t melt into a puddle was that he was holding me effortlessly in his strong arms.
I pushed against his chest and put some distance between us.
“All right, Theo. Here are some rules.”
He looked at me with a raised eyebrow, but remained where he was standing next to the bed.
“Before we go any further than this,” I pointed back and forth between our lips, to which he smiled broadly, “I have some questions that I need answering.”
He stepped closer.
“…and…,” I halted him with a raised hand, “I need you to promise me that you will tell me to stop if you feel uncomfortable.”
“Not going to happen, but I agree to the conditions, at least to the second,” he answered. “Good, because you need to understand that I didn’t come with you today because I was expecting anything to happen.” I said earnestly, and a sheepish grin spread over his face. He took three quick steps towards me, grabbing me by the waist and lifting me up so my legs could cradle his hips.
“Liar.” He chuckled against my throat and started kissing me along the side of my neck. I jokingly pushed at his shoulders and tried to wiggle free.
“If you want me to take things slow, Mae, you should stop doingthat,” he laughed and looked down at where I straddled his hips.
“Sorry.” I murmured.
He walked us over to a big chair in the corner of the room. He placed me on his lap, my legs straddling him.
