Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 105850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
“I just did.” He moved to my other nipple, teasing it the same way with his tongue.
“Just because you walk around half-naked doesn’t mean everyone else wants to.” I tilted my head back as he bit the underside of my breast, quickly changing to a firm suck that I knew would leave a mark. “Ah!”
He sucked and bit at the same spot, then pulled back, licking a trail up to my nipple. “Walk around naked instead, then. I won’t complain.”
“Be serious!” I pushed at his shoulder.
“I am.” Theodore slid down my body, kissing a dangerously seductive path down the middle of my stomach. His fingertips probed my skin as he parted my thighs, and he dropped back to his knees at the end of the bed. With his grip on me absolute, he yanked me across the bed until my arse was hovering on the edge of the bed.
He kissed the inside of my thigh. His hot breath skittered across my skin, and the ache between my legs only intensified at his closeness. He teased me, kissing one thigh and then the other, bringing his mouth dangerously close to the most sensitive, needy part of me each time he switched sides.
This was torture.
And it was all my own fault.
This was what I got for telling him to make me beg.
I should have known he really would do just that.
“Theo…”
“What do you want, Chloe? Tell me what you want me to do.” He pulled back, taking my underwear with him. He slid my panties down my legs until I was completely naked and looked down.
Heat flooded my cheeks. “Stop staring.”
“It should be illegal to hide a body this beautiful.”
Screw my cheeks flushing—my entire body blushed.
He kissed his way from my ankle to my thigh. “Tell me what you want.”
“Touch me. I want you to touch me.”
“Hmm. How? Like this?” He slipped his fingers through my wetness, and my hips jerked when he brushed my clit. “Or do you want my tongue?” He bent right down and licked exactly where his fingers had just been.
Shit.
“Or do you want both?” He pushed two fingers inside me and flicked his tongue across my clit.
“Ah! No—” I stopped when he pulled back and stared up at me.
“Well?” His lips pulled to one side. “What do you want?”
“Both,” I mumbled, throwing my arm across my eyes. “Shit. I want both, Theo. Give me both.”
“Mm, I don’t know.” He licked my thigh. “You’re not begging enough, baby.”
“Please. Please. I want both.”
“Good girl.”
I barely had time to react to his words before he picked up where he left off a moment ago. Two of his long fingers moved inside me while his tongue explored my clit. The combination of the two was almost overwhelming, and hot pleasure danced through my body.
“Ah! Theo, please.” Goosebumps prickled up and down my arms, and I reached down, gripping his hair. “There.”
He pulled back ever so slightly. “What? You want to come in my mouth, Chlo?”
“Yes. Please.” I raised my hips, desperately needing more. “Please.”
“Fuck.” He closed his lips around my clit and sucked, using his tongue at the same time. The sensation was too much, and my body spasmed with pleasure as my orgasm took control of my body. He didn’t move away until my legs relaxed, and I barely had the strength to peek out from under my arm to see what he was doing.
Condoms.
He had a box of condoms.
And he was already naked.
He was efficient, I’d give him that.
I stared at him. “Where did you get those?”
Theo stilled with one half-ripped off the strip. “Not important.”
“Actually, it’s very important.”
He finished tearing it off and grinned, then bit down on the corner of the foil packet to open it. “There’s something far more important right now.”
My gaze drifted downward as his hands did, and I ran my tongue over my lower lip as he rolled the condom over his erection.
He was right.
This was way more important than how, where, and when he’d obtained some condoms.
Theo positioned himself between my legs again, parting my thighs with his firm grip. He stroked the head of his cock against my clit, and I jolted. I was so sensitive from his tyrannical regime of foreplay that I felt another orgasm would explode out of me if he touched it again.
He slowly pushed, and his cock eased inside me. I drew in a sharp breath at the sensation of him burying himself deep inside me.
It was official.
He had the Goldilocks of cocks.
Not too big, not too thick. It hit the good spots without any hint of pain or discomfort.
It was just right.
He spread his fingers on my thighs and looked down as he moved. His thrusts were slow but deep, and there was something so ridiculously sexy about him watching as he slid in and out of me.