A smile tipped at the corners of his mouth, and he looked at her from under his lashes. “We don’t have to have sex, but I know a way to help you relax.” Thea's throat closed a little at the greedy look in his eyes. “Let me show you,” he murmured.
Thea nodded, and within a breath, Felix picked her up and sat her on the kitchen counter. With his eyes on hers, he gently pushed her legs apart and moved in between her knees. She opened her mouth to protest, to point out that she was sitting dangerously near a roasting fork, but when his hands inched the skirt of her dress up to mid-thigh, the protest died on her lips, and she widened her eyes.
“Would this be okay?” he asked, his green eyes sparkling in the gloom as his fingers rested on her thighs. “Can I help you relaxthisway?”
Lost for words again, Thea nodded, mesmerised by the idea of what he was going to do with her.
“Good,” he murmured, moving to kiss her mouth again. This time, his kiss was deeper and more insistent, and Thea melted into it. Into him. As their tongues chased around each other, Felix leaned his body in between her legs and reached up to the thin straps of her dress. He lifted each one from hershoulders, letting them drop. With his lips still on hers, he pulled the fabric of her dress lower and lower until it dragged over her hardened nipples, releasing her breasts.
Felix stepped away from their kiss and ran his eyes over her, full of wonder…full of fire.
“I’ve imagined what you’d look like.” He reached up to touch the underside of one breast, but his fingers hovered centimetres away, the heat of his skin burning into hers. “What you’d feel like. Is it okay to touch you?”
“Yes,” she whispered, wanting to scream it out. To tell him that if he didn’t, she’d explode, and someone would have to scrape her off the walls and put her back together again.
Felix slowly closed his hand around her skin, his thumb dragging over her nipple, and Thea let out a gasp.
“Yes,” he growled before leaning in and taking the hardened bud into his mouth. His tongue curled around its peak, and Thea pulled him into her, tangling her hands in his hair, ruining its perfection. Felix reached for her other breast, rolling its tip, and exquisite fingers of need throbbed between her legs.
“Oh, hell,” she ground out, resisting the urge to take his head and push him between her thighs.
As if reading her mind, Felix broke away, his eyes scolding hot. “Thea, I have to taste you. Let me…”
“Please,” she nodded, not caring if she sounded like a nymphomaniac after a dry spell.
Felix leaned in and kissed her again, tenderly, as if savouring the taste of her mouth first. With his lips still on hers, he yanked up her dress. Not violently, not harshly, but just enough to show her how much he wanted her. And slowly, he trailed his fingers up her thighs, across their tops, all the way to her heat.
“I’ll ask you one more time. Are you sure?” he whispered into her mouth, and Thea’s lips curled.
“Oh, yes,” she breathed, opening her legs for him. Showinghim how much she wantedhim. “I don’t want to make you smug, but I already took my knickers off.”
With a hungry smile and a last kiss on her forehead, Felix pulled her hips to the edge of the counter and knelt to settle in between her thighs. At the first stroke of his tongue, Thea’s body relaxed backwards, and she cried out. He’d been right. His mouth was just what she needed.
Glorious waves of need rolled through Thea’s body as Felix licked, sucked and teased at her centre. He gripped her knees, opening her further. She let out a moan, her breath fast and ragged. Felix reached up and plucked at her nipple. Thea smiled. He’d done this before. He knew exactly what he was doing, driving her like his fancy Range Rover. His rhythm was relentless, his tongue tracing her flesh like he was imprinting every sensitive inch into memory.
Gripping his shoulders, Thea whispered his name, running her fingers through his hair. Guiding him to go deeper. As if sensing her growing need, his tongue left her flesh, and he ground out one simple word against the sensitive bundle of nerves at her core.
“Thea.”
The vibration, the deep resonance of his voice, ran through her, and she arced into him, chasing his mouth. “Oh, holy hell,” she cried, her voice far louder than she expected, and at her words, he plunged his tongue deep inside her. Thea’s breath strangled, and with her fingers tangled in his hair, she threw her head back against the kitchen wall, unravelling around him.
Tumultuous, exquisite waves of pleasure ran through her body, but Felix didn’t stop. He stayed on task as if delighting in her reaction to him. Again, he teased and nipped at her tender flesh until, for a second time, she succumbed to his mouth, coming to a shuddering undoing at his lips.
This time, Felix pulled away, brushing his cheek against herinner thigh, his mouth glistening with her pleasure. Hot, hard, and, oh my God, Felix Walsh was an animal. Thea’s mum had always warned her to look out for the quiet ones.
“You still with me?” he asked, kissing the inside of her thigh.
Just as she was about to answer, his phone buzzed on the kitchen table. He glared at it before turning back to Thea, his eyes glittering with desire.
“I’ve had a re-think,” she breathed in a post-orgasm stupor. “I think I’d like to, you know…”
Felix slowly stood, his eyebrows raising as he grinned at her. “I think you’re forgetting that one of my testicles is about double its usual size right now. I’m not sure it’ll even function. You know I really want to, though.”
Thea rolled her eyes. Damn, damn, damn, bees! They were essential for life on Earth, sure, but they had no business interfering with her newly reignited sex life.
A crease formed between Felix’s brows, and he dragged his fingers down her thighs, taking in her undress, running his eyes over her breasts. He let out a heavy breath. “Fuck it. Maybe I can give it a go,” he murmured, pulling her back into him.
With a grin, Thea threaded her arms around his neck, ready to submit to whatever he had in mind. But when his phone buzzed again, Felix froze.
