My body hummed in anticipation and he kissed me again. Theo’s mouth moved with mine like he owned it, like this was the time he wouldn’t be pulling away.
It was just like the hotel room.
His hand ghosted over my breasts and I let out a soft moan. Every inch of me begged for more. My nipples hardened at his featherlight touch and I arched into him.
“So ready,” he teased.
“Every single time,” I said, tugging him back down to kiss me.
Theo was everywhere, and I couldn’t get enough of it. I didn’t want space, I wantedhim.
Things had shifted away from mere testing what I could do. Now, there wasn’t a moment with him where I felt unsafe. There wasn’t a limit to hit.
I was whole.
Determined to see more of him, I worked at the buttons of his flannel. The second it was tossed on the floor, my hands ran over his skin and tattoos in the same way I’d done it before. This time, my hands brushed over his nipples and he shuddered.
“Should I slow down?” I asked.
“No. It just feels ... I never thought I’d have this.”
“You do now. You can have me any way you want.” I pushed him back so I could get off the bed and sank to my knees.
“Love, I can’t take it if you do that again.” His voice was rough.
“I’m just down here to get these off.” I unbuttoned his pants. “Get your mind out of the gutter. I only want you to fuck me today.”
“I wouldn’t be surprised if you tried to push me to the edge.”
Nowtherewas an idea. “If I didn’t have something I wanted, I absolutely wouldn’t listen. You’re lucky.”
“Of course I am.”
“Don’t be romantic right now. I’m trying to be sexy.”
“Who said you can’t have both?”
I got his jeans off, and he made quick work of the rest of my clothes as I laid back down on the bed. With nothing on, I could feel how wet I was. I wanted him. Ineededhim.
He leaned over me, kissing me once more. I shifted against him, wanting to feel the press of his cock against my core. It was going to feelsodifferent than my dildo, and I needed to know what that was like.
I could feel how hard and wide he was. This was going to be better than anything I could buy in the store, and I ground myself against him, trying to catch the head of his cock at my pussy. I wound up only getting friction.
“God, the way you’re moving.” He muttered it into my mouth. I had to suck in air before I could speak.
“Fuck me,” I whined. “I need it.”
“The things you say.” He shook his head. “But we can’t rush this.”
“Rush it.Please.”
“Love, we have things to talk about. Like condoms and other risks.”
I blinked, my own logic coming back online. “Oh. Right.” I bit my lip. “I’m on birth control.”
“You are?”
“I went to a virtual appointment not too long ago. No touching, and they shipped it here. And I’ve obviously never been with anyone and I don’t think I have anything. It’s a bit of a risk, but ... if you’ve ever had a test?—”
