Theo smiled my way at the next light. “You have a bossy streak, huh?”
“You’re just now figuring that out?”
“You let me top every time.”
“I like being fucked. Next time, I’ll fuck you so you know I was there.” I hesitated. “If you want to.”
“I’m vers. I would totally go for that.”
I shifted in my seat. “How far is your place again?”
Theo laughed. “Two more blocks.”
I put my hand on his thigh, running my nails up the seam of his jeans.
“If I don’t crash us.”
“I have faith in you.” But I kept my fingers away from his crotch.
When we pulled into the drive, I popped my door before he turned off the engine. Mimsy leaped over me and trotted toward the back yard, which was fine. Theo beat me to the front door since he was closer to the steps. Well, I let him win because he had the keys. We tumbled inside and I pushed him against the door, slamming it shut as I kissed him.
He laughed under my mouth and slid his hands up the back of my sweatshirt. “In a hurry?”
“You wanted me to turn loose my bossy side. No takebacks.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He tilted his head and parted his lips for my kiss.
Damn, I liked kissing Theo. I’d had a lot more practice with fucking than kissing, and I’d figured it was just a thing you did on the way to getting dicks out, but Theo was different. His taste and scent made me dizzy. The way kissing him turned him pliant against me, the little sounds he made when I nipped his lip or probed with my tongue, made me want to spread him out and eat him alive. I clenched my hands in his sweater and kissed him till we both were breathless.
“Bedroom,” Theo gasped, kicking off his shoes.
“Couch,” I countered because he asked for bossy.
“Fuck. Okay. Close the damned blinds.”
“You close them. I’m getting lube.” I hurried to the bedroom and snatched up the lube and condoms.Testing should happen. Soon.
When I came out, Theo had pulled off his sweater and stood there in his T-shirt and loose jeans. He would never look like a construction worker, but he looked like a male model pretending to be a construction worker, and that did it for me. I yanked my sweatshirt and T-shirt over my head together and stalked toward him.
Cupping the back of his head, I pulled him into a rough, wet kiss, then grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and skinned it off him. His carefully arranged blond curls came out mussed and falling into his face, and I brushed them back with a finger. “Hey, there.”
“Hi, you.” He leaned forward.
I didn’t want to say no to more kissing with his bare shoulders under my palms, but my dick was trying to drill a hole through my zipper, so I pushed him away and made him turn to face the back of the couch. “Brace your hands on the top. Stick out your ass.”
Theo followed orders, with a grin over his shoulder. His wet, reddened lips made me want to wreck him. Or marry him, but sex was a hell of a lot easier.
I smacked one denim-clad ass cheek, then fumbled around front to undo his belt and unbutton his fly. One good yank and I had his jeans down to his knees. The silky briefs he was wearing didn’t fit the construction-worker look, but that didn’t matter once they were bunched around his thighs. I ran my hands over the smooth skin of his ass, squeezing muscular handfuls of butt. “I could eat this for lunch.”
Theo pushed back into my grip. “Yeah, any time.”
I knelt and bit the curve of his left butt cheek, sharply enough to leave a mark, then stood and pushed a finger into his cleft. “Tomorrow. Today, I’m gonna fuck you. Yes?”
“Jesus. Please.”
The lube slurped as I opened it. I poured out a good supply and fingered around his opening as he tried to spread his legs.
“Let me get the jeans off,” he muttered.
