Page 22 of Falling Over You

“I guess we’ll never know.” She pulled his head down, pressing her lips against his.

She might have been the one who fell over him, but he was the one who fell head first into love with her.

Epilogue

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Eve

If someone would have told her that she’d go on a family vacation and find the love of her life, she’d have laughed in their face.

Not anymore. Now she believed in things like fate and love at first sight. All thanks to Theo.

They’d been back in Roanoke for three days, and in those three days, they’d spent every night and a good part of their days together.

He was her future, and tonight, she planned to tell him that she loved him.

It was New Year’s Eve and she wanted to start the new year out with him knowing the truth.

They’d toyed with the idea of going out. He’d been willing to go out, even though she knew he’d much rather stay in. Every night, he asked if she wanted to go out, and she told him the same thing each time. She was happy staying in and being alone with him. Yes, there would be times she wanted to go out, but for the most part, she loved when it was just the two of them.

This night was no different.

They’d made a great meal and planned to watch movies on his couch until it was time to ring in the new year.

“Have you seen Selena?” he asked, handing her a fresh glass of wine.

“I’m pretty sure she’s snuggled on my side of the bed.” They’d been spending every night at his place thanks to his cat, and somehow, Selena had decided that Eve was her new favorite person.

“That cat is a goddamn traitor.” He sat down next to her, propping his feet up on the coffee table. “I feed her and care for her and this is the thanks I get. Loving you more than me.” He turned his head to look at her, a smile on his handsome face. “Although, I get the draw.”

Her breath hitched. Was he saying he loved her?

“You know I love you, right?” He leaned his head against the couch, smiling from ear to ear.

She should be mad. He’d stolen her moment. But, how could she be mad when he was telling her something she wanted to hear so badly? She followed his lead, dropping her head back against the couch while looking at him. “I love you too. So much.” Saying the words after holding them in for days, felt so freeing.

His smile grew, if that was even possible, and for long minutes, they just stared at each other smiling like goofs. When his smile turned more heated, she slipped down to the floor, between his legs.

“Eve,” he said her name as a warning.

“Theo.” She flicked her gaze up to his. He rarely let her suck his dick for more than a few seconds because it always made him so hot. Not tonight. Tonight, she wanted him to finish in her mouth.

She worked to lower his sweatpants, his eyes never leaving hers the whole time. When his cock sprang free, she gave him a sexy grin. “You are going to sit there and take this. No pulling me onto your lap, or flipping me over the table.”

One of his hands reached out, this thumb running over her bottom lip. “You want to suck my dick?”

She nodded. He was so good at giving orders when they had sex. It made her hot and turned her into a mad woman. She wanted him to tell her what to do.

“Lick the tip.” His voice was gravelly and it made her feel like a queen.

She darted her tongue out, licking the moisture from the tip.

His hissed. “Fuck yeah.”

She smiled and did it again just to tease him. When he cursed a second time, she took him deeper into her mouth. His hands tangled in her hair, pulling tightly. That only spurred her on more. She began sucking in earnest, taking him as deep as she could and then backing off and licking the tip. His moans and groans had her pressing her legs together to relieve the ache that grew. She’d love to just give in and ride him, but she also wanted this. She wanted him to break with her mouth on him.

“That’s right, suck my cock,” he said in a rough voice, the hand holding her head now pushing deeper onto his dick.

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