“You have me. Whatever you want out of life, wherever that takes you, I will be there. I’d follow you across time itself. There’s no version of me that doesn’t include you.”
I didn’t know who moved first, but suddenly all I could feel, taste, and smell was Theo. His wine-laced lips attacking my mouth, his strong hands gripping my hips to haul me onto his lap, his citrus-cedar scent that infiltrated my senses like a seductive drug.
I ran my hands down his defined chest, smoothing my hands around his shoulders to push off his button-down. When I gripped the hem of his undershirt, he took hold of my wrists to halt me.
“How far do you want to take it tonight? I need the words.”
“As far as we can go,” I rasped. “Fuck me, Theo.”
His eyes flared with desire and he gave me a quick, hard kiss. “Up the ladder, baby.”
I climbed off his lap and went for the loft ladder. I was only halfway up when Theo reached from behind me, undoing my jeans and yanking them and my briefs down my legs.
“Woah, what the fuck?” I blurted, clinging to the rungs and shooting Theo a bewildered look. My ass was now level with his face, and he was grinning wickedly up at me.
“Sorry, babe. I just wanted dessert first.”
He nipped me with his teeth and I let out a curse that morphed into a deep groan as he sucked a mark into my flesh. He carefully parted my cheeks and heat flooded me when I felt him drag his nose along my crease.
“Fuck me, you smell so damn good,” he sighed, his warm breath coasting across my skin. “Can I taste you, get you ready for me?”
I nodded even as I shook slightly, suspended there for his pleasure. Of course he noticed and he swept his hand up my back tenderly.
“Hey, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing. A little nervous, I guess…”
“It’s just me,” he whispered, kissing the dimples in my lower back that he used to spend hours tracing with his fingers and tongue. It didn’t make a lick of sense that I was nervous. This man had taken me apart time and again, memorizing every inch of my body, yet this time it seemed bigger, greater, as though I wasn’t hanging from a ladder, but the edge of a cliff.
“We can stop if you want?—”
“No, please don’t,” I rushed out. “I want this. I want all of it.”
He rubbed soothing circles up and down my thighs, planting soft kisses anywhere he could reach, leaching the tension from my bones so I was putty in his hands.
He bared me to his gaze again then licked a long, wet stripe over my hole. I cried out at the feel of it, clutching at the rungs to hold me up. With a desperate growl, he dove in and ate me hungrily, licking and sucking until I loosened under his carnal assault. His tongue probed my entrance, tearing a ragged moan from my throat.
“God, I fucking missed this ass. Your hole is so greedy for it, isn’t it?”
All I could do was whimper as he plunged back in, making me dizzy with need as the wet, sloppy sounds of him feasting on me echoed in the barn.
“Theo, please—oh shit…I need you,” I whined, low and rough.
Finally, he released me and I sagged, panting against the ladder. He righted my clothes as best he could and swatted my ass lightly to get me moving. We climbed up to the loft and mylips quirked up at the thick pallet of blankets and pillows laid out with candles flickering around it.
“Wow, nothing says romance like a fire hazard,” I sassed. “Wait, your dad didn’t set this up too, did he?”
“As hot as that would be—literally—they’re not real. Also no, I came down and did it early this morning before the game. Our date wasn’t the only thing I wanted to go back and improve on.”
“But our first time wasn’t up here.”
“Yeah, well…I have a lot to make up for and giving you a perfect second-first time is part of that,” he murmured and I understood what he meant. Unwelcome images of Theo and Corvin on my bed mingled with the memories of Theo taking my virginity there, but I shoved them down before they could ruin the moment.
I turned and drew him to me, kissing up the column of his neck. “So take me. Make me yours again.”
Theo claimed my mouth in a searing kiss, walking me backwards and guiding me to lie down on the bedding. He started a slow grind with his hips, rocking against my hardening cock in a steady motion that drove me crazy.
We shed our clothes between drugging, unhurried kisses while the air around us thickened and crackled. Theo trailed his lips down my throat to my chest, circling my nipple with his tongue before biting it gently. I hissed and dug my nails into his shoulders while he sucked the tiny bud into his mouth, working it over torturously before moving to the other side, giving it the same attention.
