I froze, toothpaste running down my chin as I rinsed my mouth.
“No.”
The door slid open, and the hottest sight I’ve ever seen in my entire life gazed at me. Theo’s wet hair fell in his eyes as he pushed it back––water soaked his body, but all I could see was his rock-hard dick.
Sweet Jesus, help me.
“Sorry, did I make it seem like a question? Why the fuck are you still clothed?” Theo asked as I tried to breathe normally.
“I said no,” I said, my treacherous nipples hardening under my dress at his words.
“No?”
As he stepped out of the shower, water dripped all over the floor as he made his way to me.
I backed up against the sink when he placed his hands on either side of me, his eyes on my lips as he tilted his head to look at me.
“See, you’re saying no, but your body...”
“Don’t quote R-Kelly to me right now, De Luca,” I said as his knee slid between my thighs, parting them softly.
“You’re getting the floor wet,” I protested, and he gave me a smug look.
“Just the floor?”
Tugging me into his arms, he turned to the shower.
“Theo! What thefuck!” I hissed as a hot stream of water poured over me.
“I told you I wasn’t asking.”
My clothes were soaked, and when I opened my mouth to tell him off, his tongue beat me to it.
At first, I resisted, pushing my hand against his chest as the water poured over us both, making me gasp for air. Theo’s hands pushed the wet material off my shoulders, tugging it down with force. My breasts were freed, my nipples hardening as he buried them one after the other into his mouth. I groaned, my hands moving from his chest to his hair as I tugged on it.
“This is so wrong,” I said as the dress fell to the floor, sodden.
“Stop talking,” Theo murmured, plunging his fingers into my soft wetness.
“Argh, Theo!”
He was relentless, enjoying watching me dissolve at his touch. “No, wasn’t it?”
I crashed my lips onto his, kissing him urgently as his dick pressed against me.
“Theodoreeeeeeee,” I moaned as he finger fucked me with urgency, his tongue dancing with mine before he pulled his fingers away, swiveling me around, so he pressed me against the cold tiles. I gasped at the shock of the cold against my hard nipples, but Theo soon distracted me by pulling my hips towards him. Sliding his cock up and down against my wet entrance, the water cascading down on my back as I heard him mutter.
“Do you want this inside of you, Phillips? Cus earlier, you saidno...and I need your consent.”
I could barely breathe, my stomach bursting with feelings I’d never felt before, a combination of sensory overload and intense desire. I tried to speak, but the water-filled my mouth as I turned to see Theo.
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he said, his fingers gripping my hips.
“Fuck me,” I gasped as I felt him position himself at my entrance, the tip of his cock dipping into me ever so slightly.
“Fuck me,what?”
“Theodore,” I said as he entered me, his bare skin slapping against mine with each thrust, without giving me time to accommodate his size.
