I move, swinging one leg over his thighs, then the other, until I’m straddling him. ‘I sure hope so.’
‘Fuck.’ The word drops between us. ‘Are you really sure?’
I kiss the place where his collarbone meets his neck. ‘I don’t do uncertainty, Finn. You know that.’ The hard heat of him sears through the thin, damp lace between my thighs. I yank his bowtie away and nip his jaw. ‘You still game?’
His pupils swallow the last slivers of blue. ‘For you? Hell yeah.’
Chapter 16
Finn
Theo’s fingers are on my buttons, and I think I’ve stopped breathing.
One.
Two.
Three.
Each one pushes more oxygen out of my lungs. She’s straddling me as if she’s claiming what’s hers and done waiting for permission. Hoodie riding up her hips, bare skin pressed to my tux trousers, working a grind of heat across my lap that fucking wrecks me.
All I see is her mouth. All I want is more of it. That lush, clever mouth. The same mouth that just kissed my hand like it was sacred.
She dips her chin and peers up through her lashes. There’s this tiny lick of her tongue against the corner of her lip, and I nearly lose it. It’s not even a kiss, and I’m spiralling.
She leans in slow… Her mouth finds mine, and I’m gone.
Her kiss doesn’t ask. It claims.
Top lip slick with heat. Her breath tastes like chocolate and marshmallows. I want to breathe her in, swallow her whole, and never let her out.
Theo sinks her fingers into my hair, and I groan as her mouth opens for me. I take her face in both hands to kiss her deeper, give her my tongue hard and fast. She kisses me back like she’s starving, and I’m so in – wet, hot, all in.
I should pace myself.
But then she moves her hips against me and…no chance.
She rocks again, and it lands right where I need it. Slow drag over the part of me that’s been begging for her. She sighs against my chin and it rips straight down my spine.
‘Goddammit, Theo?—’
She shushes me with another kiss.
I push my hand under her hoodie. No bra. She’s soft and full in my hands, heavy enough to make me swear. I sweep my thumbs over her nipples, and she pushes into my touch as if I’d flipped a switch.
‘I’ve thought about this.’ I run my open mouth along the line of her neck. ‘So many times. But it’s not even close to how good you feel.’
I take that damn hoodie off her. ‘I’ve fantasised about this a hundred times, Theo…’
‘And what…did you do in those fantasies?’ Her breath leaves her in a rush, and she holds the back of my neck to pull me closer.
‘Tugged my cock slow thinking about how your tits would bounce if you rode me.’ I give them a slow squeeze. ‘And every time I came, it wasn’t enough. Because I couldn’t fucking touch you.’
‘Then stop talking and put your mouth on me.’
My laugh breaks on a groan as she pushes against me. ‘Bossy.’
‘Only when I need to be.’
