“I’ve never sold one for that much,” he breathed. “It’s a new personal record—by alot. It blew everything I’ve ever done completely out of the water.” He shifted and his biceps bulged, the muscles of his arms and back straining against the seams of his beautiful jacket while he rolled his shoulders and pressed his palms harder against the wall. Audrey swallowed when he settled in front of her, rocking on his feet until he was satisfied with the solidity of his stance. “And it’s all because ofyou.”
Heat rippled off of him in waves. They washed over her now, pinking her cheeks and quickening the cadence of her heart. He was so close, the scent of his cologne, warm and spiced and woodsy, filled her nose. It was heady and intoxicating, and though she’d only had a glass or two of champagne, Theo’s intensity, thesmell of him, the sight of him looking so untamed, sowild, made her head spin.
“I didn’t do anything,” she whispered breathlessly with a shake of her head. It took everything she had to form the words.
“Yes. You did,” he insisted.
“No, I—”
Audrey sucked in a breath when Theo braced a hand on her neck and buried his face in the crook of her shoulder, inhaling deeply once, the sensation and depth of it full of longing. He groaned and dragged his soft, plush lips against her skin, and she shivered while they traced the curves of her neck before dipping to the swells of her breasts. A quick tug with a single finger was all it took for him to free one from its confines before he drew it into his mouth, kissing and suckling at her as though he might die if he didn’t.
“You did this,” he rasped against her skin, his voice low and desirous while he worked at her with his mouth. “It’s your fault.”
“Theo—”
He sucked harder, and Audrey arched her back against the wall and writhed, unable to hold still any longer under the feeling of his tongue over her nipple. She put a hand on his shoulder to try to draw him closer, but he only grabbed it, sought out the other, and pinned them above her head with one massive paw, encircling both wrists with just his thumb and forefinger to thoroughly trap her there.
He pulled her neckline down further to free her other breast. “If I hadn’t met you, I couldn’t have made that.” He drew it into his mouth, laving at her nipple and worshipping the hard, sensitive bud with his tongue between breaths. “If I hadn’t met you, I don’t know where I’d be. Dead, probably.”
“Theo, we’re—w-we’re in public,” she breathed, barely managing to hold onto any last threads of decency. They were unraveling quickly enough as it was, especially with how hot she felt caught in Theo’s orbit. She was beginning to burn; already her own skin wasbecoming unbearable, never mind the feeling of the dress and how it clung to her. Maybe Theowouldrip it off and free her completely. It’d be a relief from the flames licking across her skin. “We should call Wesley. We should—”
He jerked his gaze up to meet hers again, his mouth red and swollen and wicked. “No. I can’t wait anymore.” His eyes, normally so kind, so sweet, so often sad, glittered instead with mischief. “Theo’s not here right now,” he purred, caressing her neck with his free hand and swiping a careful thumb along the edge of her jaw. “It’sLightm4st3r’snight. And you know what? He might be reclusive, but he’s not quite as upstanding as Theodore Sullivan is. He’s done some things in his time.” Darkness simmered in his gaze. “And do you know one thing he’s not yet guilty of?Public indecency. I think we should change that.Now.”
“Are you trying to collect broken laws like Pokémon or something?” she gasped. “Theo, we should—”
He dove forward and took her mouth in answer, nipping, biting, sucking at her lips, her tongue, her neck, every bit of her he could reach, frenzied and manic, hurried and desperate and hungry. All thoughts fled from Audrey’s mind, chased away by his heat, his fervor, his insistence, and instead, every remaining shred of rationale and decency was replaced with wild, irrepressibleneed.
Audrey needed him, and she didn’t care how.
He let go of her hands to free his own and lifted her off the floor, palming her ass through her dress and pinning her back against the wall with his hips lodged between her legs. He was unbearably hard, and when he kissed her again, it was so deep, so passionate, he stole her breath. She hardly knew what to do with herself.
But Theo knew.
His hands didn’t stay idle. While one wrapped around the back of her neck, trembling but strong, he ran the other up her dress beneath its slit and along her thigh. His calluses skated across her skin,but when he reached the curves of her ass, he stopped. His brows knit together in confusion, and he shifted his hand again, his fingers searching for the edges of her underwear.
When he didn’t find any, his throat bobbed.
“Good god,” he whispered, his voice ragged and strained. “You’ve been bare under this dress the entire time? This whole evening?And I didn’t know?!”
Audrey’s cheeks were on fire, their momentary pause allowing words to filter back into her brain. “I forgot about shapewear,” she mumbled, biting her bottom lip. It was a rookie mistake. “And the dress was too tight otherwise, it would have shown the panty lines. Actually, it would have shown through the slits anyway. So I just—”
Theo closed his eyes and threw his head back, his expression one of utter bliss while he mouthedThank youto the heavens. “I should have bought Violettwopairs of shoes.”
Her back slid down the wall while Theo lowered them both to the ground, pressing soft kisses to every sliver of exposed skin along her hips and torso while he knelt carefully in his tux. He parted her dress at the slit with reverent hands and a rapt look on his face, tugging the tight, stretchy fabric slightly higher onto her hips and lifting her right leg over his shoulder as a brace. Before Audrey could fully comprehend what was happening, Theo’s fingers dug deeply into the flesh of her waist and hips to hold her steady—before he plunged his face between her legs.
It was his nose she felt first, nuzzling against her sex, drawing languidly up and down her folds and over her clit. Then his lips, soft and gentle, grazing and mouthing along the inside of her thighs.
When she felt his tongue, she moaned.
It was too loud.
She clamped her hands over her mouth.
“Theo.We’re g-going to get caught,” she whispered through her fingers.
“Then try to stay quiet.” His voice was muffled, but she could feel the vibrations of it and the wickedness of his smile against her cunt when he paused, his lips forming the words through his devotions. “If you can.”
“But—”
