She tries to turn it off, but I grab her hand and hold it in place. “Keep it right there. Don’t move.”
As I thrust my hips deeper and harder, a high-pitched whimper bubbles past her lips. “Oh my god!”
Our hips slam together, and the bed creaks. Her arms start to shake, so I take control and hold it against her clit.
“You’re being such a good girl,” I murmur in her ear, and she tangles her fingers in my hair. “Come for me.”
“Theo.” She whimpers while looking up at me. “It’s too much?—”
Increasing the pressure on her clit, I rub tiny circles and smirk as her entire body trembles.
“You’re doing so well.” I praise her. “Your pussy was made for me. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t feel anything but me. I’m going to ruin you, make you forget the other men who couldn’t make you scream.”
She fists the sheets, and as I lean back to admire her, I fuck the living shit out of her. The way she screams when I hit her most sensitive spot spurs me on. The way she takes my length is a sinful sight for my eyes only. And fucking hell, how her tits bounce and nipples harden as her orgasm threatens her? I’m a lucky man.
I press our chests back together, and she tenses under me. Pulling my hair, she inches upward and cries out incoherent words as pleasure rakes through her.
“That’s my girl,” I moan, licking her neck.
I slow my pace, and not even a second later, chills crawl up my spine and my joints lock. Her greedy pussy is begging for my cum, sucking and massaging it out of me. I drop the toy and kiss her like my life depends on it.
“Fuck.” My mouth parts as my cock flexes inside her. “Wren,shit?—”
White spots fill my vision, and a wave of warmth surges through me. I spill into her, giving her every drop. As I rasp for air, I thrust into her and keep myself still.
“Theo.” She sucks in a lungful of air.
“I know. Just give me a moment.”
This woman. . . If this were any other woman, I’d be out of bed and cleaning myself off. I’d turn my focus on the camera and ensure the video is saved before turning it off. I’d offer my partner whatever she needed, and she would leave.
Wren is not an ordinary woman, though, and she deserves to be cherished.
“Let me see you,” I say, placing my hands on her cheeks.
Peering up at me, she offers me a soft smile.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper with a kiss.
“You’re beyond stunning,” she moans quietly.
“Am I?” I pull back slightly.
“Always have been.”
“Even when I had long hair?”
“Even then,” she chuckles.
As I stare down at her, longing wraps around my heart. This is all I’ve ever wanted. I was wandering through life, sleeping with strangers, and posting the sessions online. I had been seeking a connection for so long, but I had it the entire time.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Wren
The sheets arecool against my skin, not a drop of sweat to be found. A light hum leaves my chest, and I smile while shoving my face into my cold pillow. I’ve never fallen asleep naked, but after round two with Theo, I passed out in his arms.
I never thought I was deserving. Mom made me believe I was worth the bare minimum. It wasn’t until Theo walked into my life that I discovered she was wrong. I had to reframe my thoughts to believe I was worth more. Sometimes I wonder if I deserve all the great things in my life. I can’t have Theoandgood health. It has to be one or the other.
