from me. “But good.”
So, so good. The best I’ve ever had.
I can’t tell him that, though. My admission would let him know how much power he has over me, and for once I want to tell someone. I want to be open and honest, and confess my feelings.
He contemplates me, his face so close, giving me ample opportunity to ogle him. This calm, composed man knows exactly how to make me fall completely apart, and it’s staggering to realize. He breaks down my barriers like no other. I don’t understand the hold he has on me, but…
For once, I don’t mind. This sort of thing normally scares me to death. Not with Theo, though.
Reaching out, he brushes strands of wild hair out of my eyes, his gaze roving over my face as if he too is taking the opportunity to blatantly study me in amazement. The air becomes thick between us, and I worry the moment could turn too heavy.
I decide to switch it up.
“We have a problem,” I tell him solemnly.
He frowns, his dark brows pinching together. “What is it?”
“I’m naked.” I gesture toward him. “And you’re still fully clothed.”
The slow grin that appears on his face makes everything inside of me clench up tight. It immediately disappears, and he touches me, his knuckles feather-light as they brush against my nipple. “We need to rectify that.”
“I know.” I settle my hand on his lap, curling my fingers around his erection. “It’s an issue that needs to be taken care of immediately.”
Theo chuckles, and it makes me happy. Worse, my heart soars, like maybe I’m in love with him or something crazy like that.
Nope, no falling in love for me. This will end badly if I do. He’s my friend who’s turned into my fuck buddy. Nothing more, nothing less.
Right?
“Come on.” He drops a kiss on my lips, and I can taste myself. He deepens the kiss, his hand cupping my cheek, his other hand wrapped around my waist, locking me in place. I keep my hand on his erection, wishing he were naked right now, so I could climb on top of him and we could have sex right here in this chair.
Instead, he grabs hold of me and takes me with him when he stands. I can’t stop the shriek that leaves me, I’m so startled, and when he carries me over to the bed and deposits me on the mattress, I tell him, “I didn’t realize you were that strong.”
“I’m full of surprises,” he says with a smirk as he shrugs out of his jacket.
I’ll say is how I want to answer, but I remain quiet, enjoying him stripping off all of his clothes, item by item. The jacket is gone. Then the tie. He removes his shirt, and that takes a while, which makes him frustrated, and makes me giggle.
Next is the belt, which falls onto the floor with a clank. He takes off his shoes, and slips out of his pants, his cock tenting the front of his boxers and tempting me to reach for it.
But I don’t.
Finally, the boxers are gone, and he stands before me completely naked. My gaze lingers on his body, admiring how comfortable he is without a stitch of clothing on, in front of me. Most men don’t have hang ups about nudity like a lot of us women do.
Theo runs his hand down the flat plane of his stomach and touches himself, his fingers gripping the base of his cock, and he starts to stroke.
Oh dear Lord, there is nothing sexier than this man standing before me, sliding his hand up and down his thick cock, his hot gaze on me and nothing else. I part my lips, my heart starting to go wild in my chest, my core throbbing. I want him inside me so badly.
“I could jack off right now,” he tells me, his voice deep yet deceptively calm. “Come all over your tits and call it a night.”
That would be terribly unfair. That’s what I should tell him. “I suppose you could,” is what I say instead.
“Or I could slide deep inside you and fuck you until we’re both coming.” His speed increases and there’s a hitch in his breath. “Your choice.”
“I want you inside me,” I say without hesitation.
“Come here first,” he practically growls. “I want to see your lips on my cock.”
He’s so demanding. He takes complete control in the bedroom—or wherever else we mess around—and it’s surprising. When you meet him, you’d never