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“It’s pretty incredible,” I agreed, looking at her and watching the meteors reflected in her irises. She was breathtaking. More stunning than the sky above us.

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WARM WHISPERS

Lux

We stayed up on the cliff watching the meteor shower for a couple of hours, until the time between meteors had slowed and I’d nearly fallen asleep in Theo’s arms. He gently roused me, and we made our way back down the pathway to the canoe.

When we got back to our campsite, nobody was awake. Soft snores came from every tent. Theo and I walked hand and hand up the hill. We reached his tent first, and I lingered, turning to face him. I wasn’t quite ready to end this moment with him. I dropped his hand, instantly feeling bereft of his touch.

“Thank you for that. I’ve never experienced anything like it,” I told him, my voice in a hushed whisper.

He lifted his hands, framing my face, and planted a gentle kiss on my lips before releasing me and leaning back enough to catch my gaze. “I’m glad to have been the one to experience it with you. Thanks for coming with me.”

Something about the way he was looking at me felt like an invitation. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation, or the fresh air…or the way my skin felt like it was on fire where he’d touched me, but I found myself stepping into him, my arms weaving around the back of his neck. I kissed him again, feeding off that feeling, wanting to fall into it.

His arms wrapped around my lower back, tugging me against his body, his heated kisses igniting that desire into an inferno, making my lower belly coil with wanton need. I could feel his need against me, hard and unyielding.

“Do you want to…” I tilted my head toward his tent. He arched a brow, a smile gracing his plump lips.

“I mean, if you want to… I’m more than down for that,” he said, his voice low, driving the point home by pushing his heavy erection against my lower belly.

“Yes, I definitely want to,” I grinned back, and he took my hand, leading me into his tent.

Theo had a two-person tent. It was smaller and cozier than Jasmine’s tent, but it smelt exactly like him. Like his heady, unique scent, a woodsy essence that made my mouth water, and my hormones kick into overdrive.

While he was turned around zipping up the tent shut behind us, I pulled my sweater and t-shirt off, letting it fall to the ground beside me. I wasn’t giving my insecurities or doubt any room to infiltrate this moment. I was letting my basic needs and desires drive the bus, focusing on the way he ignited my body and soul instead of worrying about the inevitable crash of the tomorrows I couldn’t control.

Theo turned and straightened slowly, his eyes on me like I was the miraculous meteor show we’d spent hours watching.

“God damn, you’re gorgeous, Lux,” he murmured, stepping toward me, his hands going to my hips. He lowered his head, capturing my lips in another searing kiss.

I was desperate to feel his skin against mine. I tugged on his sweater, trying to tug it over him while we still kissed. He laughed, pausing long enough to drag it and his t-shirt over his head before resuming the onslaught of kisses.

Theo’s body felt chiselled from stone, muscular and smooth and hard in all the right places. His abs tightened beneath my inquisitive touch. I felt like I could melt beneath the weight of my desire, my need to experience this perfect man in every sense. His kiss and his touch chased away everything negative, leaving behind a candescent warmth in the core of my very being.

His hands worked together as they explored my body reverently—one running up the small of my back to unhook my bra, while the other worked in conjunction to remove the straps from my shoulder—all the while never breaking the kiss.

Once my bra fell to the tent floor, Theo’s hands came up to cup my breasts, his thumbs working over my pebbled nipples. I moaned against his mouth, and he smiled. Then he moved his head, his lips trailing a pathway from my mouth to my neck, and slowly moving from there down to my breast, tasting and kissing as he went.

His lips went around one of my nipples, sucking while his teeth teased it. My hands gripped the back of his head, tangling in his hair as I arched against him.

Then he was lowering me to his air mattress, moving with me until he was hovering above me. The way he touched me made me feel like a goddess. It was full of unspoken promise and devotion.

I looked up at him, feeling brave and alluring. I ran my hand down the hard, smooth planes of his sculpted abdomen, slipping it under the waistband of his sweatpants.

Theo let out a tortured hiss as my fingers wrapped around his thick, hard length. My breath caught too when I stroked him, feeling how hard he was for me. My thumb brushed along his engorged tip, spreading the drop of pre-cum. His forehead dropped to mine; his breathing affected as I worked him over.

His hand wrapped around my wrist, slowing my pumps. “Easy, or I’m going to go off like a rocket before we get to the good stuff,” he warned with a mischievous smile. “You don’t know what you do to me.”

“I think I have an idea,” I laughed lightly, blushing as I withdrew my hand. Theo kissed me again, his hand moving to explore the softness of my body. He slid his hand down my waistband and under my panties, his fingers gliding over my slit.

“God, you’re soaked for me already,” he murmured, pumping his thick index finger into me. I arched my back, letting the sensation of his magic fingers bring me closer and closer to the edge.

At first, I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to orgasm. Scott had never been able to get me there, certainly not with his fingers. But it turned out that I didn’t have to worry, Theo knew exactly what he was doing. He seemed to have an uncanny ability to read my body and know what it wanted. He added a second finger, putting the perfect amount of pressure on my clit, and I came hard on his fingers.

He captured my moan with his mouth, swallowing the loud gasp with a kiss.

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