His words are just flashes ofI can’tandplease, moreandoh God, don’t stop.
The tension in his body ratchets up, and even my grip on him isn’t enough to stop the slight rocking of his hips. “Hunter,” he gasps. A warning and a plea all at once, and the sound of my name on his lips has my dick throbbing relentlessly in my hand. He’s not the only one about to blow.
When his cock jerks and a pulse of pre-cum lands on my tongue, I pull off.
Everything in his body locks up and arches. He freezes, going taut for a beat.
He’s not gonna make it. He’s gonna come untouched. But I don’t want that. Maybe I’m selfish, but I want to be the reason he comes undone.
The second his cock touches my tongue, he cries out, his body bowing off the door as the first burst of his cum shoots into my mouth. I swallow it down greedily, taking every single drop as he writhes and sobs my name.
That’s what does it. The sound of his voice, the way he’s choking on his words. The intensity of his orgasm. My cockpulses against my palm, and I moan around his length as my own orgasm rushes through me.
I stroke myself through it, burying my face against Theo as he pulses at the back of my throat.
When he’s done, his body slumps, and I pull off him in time for him to slide down the wall and collapse into a pile in front of me.
Oh fuck, he’s crying. Wiping my hand on my jeans, I cup his face, alarmed. “Sweetheart, hey. What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
A giddy sort of giggle bursts from his lips. “Oh holy fuck, I think you made me see God.”
My laughter joins his. “You scared me.”
He shoots me a dopey, fucked-out grin. “Youdidsay you wanted me sobbing with pleasure.”
That makes me chuckle. “You’re right. I sure did, sweetheart.”
His smile grows, and he gives me a thumbs-up, which is entirely too cute for words. “Mission accomplished.”
I lean in, softly kissing his forehead and then his lips when he tilts his head back and pouts at me.
His eyes fall shut as he rests against the door, but he’s still wearing a little smile. He’s quiet for a moment while I study his face, then he snorts, and then his snort turns into a full-on belly laugh. “Oh my God. Do you think we traumatized the babies?”
I shake my head, smiling at how fucking perfect he is. “I sure hope not.”
He opens his eyes, then all but launches himself at me, nearly crawling into my lap as he rests his head on my shoulder. I wrap my arms around him, holding him tightly to me.
“Thank you,” he says, sighing softly.
“For what? The blowjob? It was hardly a chore, gorgeous.”
“No.” He shifts, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to my throat that has a shiver running through me. “For everything. You’re so fucking everything.”
My stomach somersaults. I’m sure that’s his orgasm talking, but I can’t help but squeeze him a little tighter and whisper, “You’re so fuckin’ everything too.”
Chapter 29
Theo
“I’mreallyjustworriedit’s a fluke, and that it won’t stay this way.”
Charlotte nods, her eyes radiating sympathy. “That’s a normal fear, especially for someone who has struggled as long as you have. But it’s important to remember that even a setback is not a start-over.”
I nod. “I know that.”
“And,” she continues, “ifthe medication stops working or isn’t working as well as we’d hope, you can make adjustments.”
“I know that too.”
