Her leg falls from my shoulder, and her other one gives out. But I stand and catch her, scooping her into my arms and carrying her to the bed.
She lands against the mattress with a whoosh, and all the air in the room vanishes as I look at her. Honey hair fanned out on the bedding. A flush on her cheeks and down her throat. A sated curve to her lips. Gorgeous tits and rosy, peaked nipples. Iwant to play with her, tease her, make her ache for me as much as I ache for her.
She lifts onto her knees and waves me closer until she can unbuckle my belt. “I got tested after my last partner, and there was nothing to report.” She unbuttons my jeans and pushes them to the floor so I can step out of them.
I tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ears. “I went a few months ago, and everything was clear. Ican show you my results on my phone, and I haven’t been with anyone since.”
“That’s okay. Itrust you.” She tugs my shirt over my head and tosses it away. With a coy grin, she lifts her knuckles to graze my cock through my briefs and a ragged sigh rattles out of me. “Do you have a condom?” she asks, eyes bright with lust.
My heart beats so hard I can almost hear it. Is this right? Should we be doing this? No matter how much I try to pretend this is only a physical arrangement, this isFable.
I’ve kept my feelings for her locked in the cage for so long, and this was supposed to be like dipping a toe into the water. Only letting myself have the tiniest bit before I pull back. But I can’t help feeling the water is already over my head, and I didn’t even take a breath before I dove in.
Touching her chin, I tilt her face up. “We can stop if you want,” I whisper. “It’s okay if this is too much.”
“I don’t want to stop.” She dips her fingers into my waistband.
“Me either.” My shoulders hunch as I press my forehead to hers. “Fable. This is—I can’t—fuck, it’s so hard to think.”
An amused huff coasts over my lips. She tucks her fingers in farther, dancing them over the head of my erection. “Then why are you trying to? I thought we were just chasing what feels good.”
Right.Ipush away the doubts and center myself back to the plan. No guilt, no emotions. I’ve done that before, I can do it again.
“I want this,” she whispers, her voice steady.
I drop my mouth to her throat. “Are you sure?”
Her answer is to tug at the waistband of my briefs, pulling them down my hips and wrapping her fingers around my hard length.
“Fable.” The word is an agonized rasp as I fold my hands around her waist. My whole body is tense, barely hanging on to the last threads of my control.
“I want you to fuck me, Theo,” she breathes, twirling her thumb over the tip of my cock. “Ineedyou to.”
Her plea untethers me. Ireach for my jeans, grabbing the condom out of my wallet, before sitting at the top of the bed, legs spread out and shoulders against the headboard. She waits, on her knees at my feet, her gaze dragging down my body, arousal staining her cheeks red.
I fist my cock, giving myself a firm tug that has her lips falling open. “Come here,” I instruct, my voice deep and gravelly.
Crawling up the bed, she places her palms on my shoulders and slings a leg over mine, straddling my thighs. She sits back, my erection between us as I tear open the condom.
“Put it on for me,” I request.
The wrapper crinkles as she pulls it out and then I watch her slide it slowly over me. My hands shake, and I grip her thighs tighter with every inch. When she reaches the base, I shudder.
Our eyes meet. “Are you sure? Tell me again,” I whisper.
She props her hands on my chest, her heartbeat hammering in the side of her neck. “I’m positive.” She leans forward and presses her mouth to mine. Iseize the opportunity, cupping her cheeks and diving into the kiss, letting every bit of doubt and worry evaporate between us. Her fingers dig into my shoulders, and she kisses me as wildly as I kiss her.
I pull away just enough to murmur against her lips, “Then please, sweetheart, show me how perfectly we fit together.”
My lips part as she lifts up on her knees and scoots forward, her bright, flowery scent filling my lungs. She reaches between us to notch me at her entrance, and the tip of my cock slips into her warmth. My breath tumbles out of me. My vision goes hazy. Idon’t know how I’m going to hold myself together for this.
Gaze pinned to mine, she sinks down an inch. My fingers flex on her hips as she stretches around me, the pressure tight and heavy and perfect. We groan in unison, her nails digging into my chest.
“That’s it—oh,fuck. Just like that,” I soothe, feeling myself throb inside her. “You’re doing so good, taking me so well.” My voice is strained as I watch us come together.
Sliding her hands up my neck, she threads her fingers into my hair and tilts my head back. When our gazes connect, she drops the rest of the way down until I’m fully seated inside her.
We both gasp at the feeling. Something in my chest locks into place. Isearch her eyes. For what? I’m not sure. But I know it’s not supposed to feel this... consuming. It hasneverfelt like this.
