when it comes to Theo.
My fingers move up his chest, over his shoulders, and down his powerful arms.
“You don’t have to be afraid of me,” he says, the words vibrating against my lips.
One large hand roams down my back, gripping my ass, and lifting me towards him.
I moan, feeling his cock nudge between my thighs. He kisses me harder, deeper, and the taste of him goes straight to my head.
There’s only the taste of him. The feel of him.
Every touch and kiss pulses heat, hot and fast through my veins, making me burn for more.
“Mac?” His voice is dark, husky, full of intent.
I cling to him, needing more, needing him .
“This isn’t a game to me.” He pulls back slightly, brown eyes searching mine. “I want us to be together. To be…” His jaw bunches with tension and he breathes heavily through his nostrils. “I want us to be a family.”
God, I want that too.
He watches me and I know he expects an answer. But I can’t promise him anything.
I swallow hard, bringing my trembling hands to his face. “I won’t take Logan from you.”
It’s the one promise I can give.
His lips harden momentarily, then he gives a small nod as if content with my answer.
“Do you trust me?” One hand is still tangled in my hair, the other grips my waist, lifting me to him.
“Yes.” It was the truth. But it also wasn’t enough. Trusting Theo couldn’t save me from what was coming.
His head lowers, lips finding the sensitive area below my jaw, making me shiver.
“And you want this?” His fingers trail under my shirt, hard and calloused, and feeling like heaven against my skin. When he palms my breast over my lace bra, I can’t help the moan that escapes.
I’m dizzy. Off balance. My body responsive only to his touch. I’m not sure how my legs are still holding me up.
“Yes.” I twine my fingers in his hair, pulling his mouth to mine.
“Say it.”
“I want you.” He does this to me. Only him . I’ve never wanted anyone else, and I know I never will.
His lips lift from mine only long enough to pull my shirt over my head. Deft fingers find the clasp of my bra, and it falls to the floor.
“I’ve wanted you for so fucking long.” He grips my ass, pulling my legs around his waist.
I can feel that want pressed hard between my legs.
My hands wrap around his neck as he carries me to his bedroom.
I whimper when he settles me on the bed and begins to trail a line of kisses down my neck, across my collarbone, teasing my nipples briefly before going lower.
The button of my jeans snaps open, then the sound of the zipper, before Theo’s fingers find the waist of my pants, pulling them down slowly over my hips and legs.
Standing over me, he groans, the blacks of his eyes huge.
“Beautiful.” The word sounds more like a growl.
Naked before him, I thought I’d be insecure, but the way he looks leaves no room for self-doubt.
“You’re still wearing too much clothing,” I tease, moving to a kneeling position on the edge of the bed, and trailing my fingers down his chest, resting on the elastic waist.
“I thought I wasn’t wearing enough.” He gives me a cocky-ass grin that makes me laugh.
I’ve missed the light banter that used to come so easily.
I slip my hands under the material and draw it down over his hips.
“That was then and this–” I suck in a breath as his cock pops free. Holy hell, I forgot how huge he is.
My mouth goes dry and a tremor of fear goes through me. No wonder it hurt so much the first time.
“Hey.” He cups my chin and tilts my head up so that I’m looking into his eyes. “I won’t hurt you.”
Glancing down, I’m not sure.
I lick my lips and nod, reaching out to wrap my fingers around the width of his big cock. He’s so thick that the tips of my fingers don’t meet.
“I want to taste you,” I say softly. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have him in my mouth, feel the silky head against my tongue.
The groan that vibrates through his
My fingers move up his chest, over his shoulders, and down his powerful arms.
“You don’t have to be afraid of me,” he says, the words vibrating against my lips.
One large hand roams down my back, gripping my ass, and lifting me towards him.
I moan, feeling his cock nudge between my thighs. He kisses me harder, deeper, and the taste of him goes straight to my head.
There’s only the taste of him. The feel of him.
Every touch and kiss pulses heat, hot and fast through my veins, making me burn for more.
“Mac?” His voice is dark, husky, full of intent.
I cling to him, needing more, needing him .
“This isn’t a game to me.” He pulls back slightly, brown eyes searching mine. “I want us to be together. To be…” His jaw bunches with tension and he breathes heavily through his nostrils. “I want us to be a family.”
God, I want that too.
He watches me and I know he expects an answer. But I can’t promise him anything.
I swallow hard, bringing my trembling hands to his face. “I won’t take Logan from you.”
It’s the one promise I can give.
His lips harden momentarily, then he gives a small nod as if content with my answer.
“Do you trust me?” One hand is still tangled in my hair, the other grips my waist, lifting me to him.
“Yes.” It was the truth. But it also wasn’t enough. Trusting Theo couldn’t save me from what was coming.
His head lowers, lips finding the sensitive area below my jaw, making me shiver.
“And you want this?” His fingers trail under my shirt, hard and calloused, and feeling like heaven against my skin. When he palms my breast over my lace bra, I can’t help the moan that escapes.
I’m dizzy. Off balance. My body responsive only to his touch. I’m not sure how my legs are still holding me up.
“Yes.” I twine my fingers in his hair, pulling his mouth to mine.
“Say it.”
“I want you.” He does this to me. Only him . I’ve never wanted anyone else, and I know I never will.
His lips lift from mine only long enough to pull my shirt over my head. Deft fingers find the clasp of my bra, and it falls to the floor.
“I’ve wanted you for so fucking long.” He grips my ass, pulling my legs around his waist.
I can feel that want pressed hard between my legs.
My hands wrap around his neck as he carries me to his bedroom.
I whimper when he settles me on the bed and begins to trail a line of kisses down my neck, across my collarbone, teasing my nipples briefly before going lower.
The button of my jeans snaps open, then the sound of the zipper, before Theo’s fingers find the waist of my pants, pulling them down slowly over my hips and legs.
Standing over me, he groans, the blacks of his eyes huge.
“Beautiful.” The word sounds more like a growl.
Naked before him, I thought I’d be insecure, but the way he looks leaves no room for self-doubt.
“You’re still wearing too much clothing,” I tease, moving to a kneeling position on the edge of the bed, and trailing my fingers down his chest, resting on the elastic waist.
“I thought I wasn’t wearing enough.” He gives me a cocky-ass grin that makes me laugh.
I’ve missed the light banter that used to come so easily.
I slip my hands under the material and draw it down over his hips.
“That was then and this–” I suck in a breath as his cock pops free. Holy hell, I forgot how huge he is.
My mouth goes dry and a tremor of fear goes through me. No wonder it hurt so much the first time.
“Hey.” He cups my chin and tilts my head up so that I’m looking into his eyes. “I won’t hurt you.”
Glancing down, I’m not sure.
I lick my lips and nod, reaching out to wrap my fingers around the width of his big cock. He’s so thick that the tips of my fingers don’t meet.
“I want to taste you,” I say softly. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have him in my mouth, feel the silky head against my tongue.
The groan that vibrates through his
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