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"The prettiest princess I've ever seen." Moving forward towards me, she collapsed into my arms sleepily as I rubbed her back. Theo brushed her hair back as she rested her head on my shoulder. "Are you ready for bed?" he asked.

"Noooo," she mumbles. I stand up from the floor with her in my arms and walk over to her dresser, grabbing a purple pajama set to change her into. I already got her to brush her teeth with the promise of a fashion show before bed. Her final look of the night was purple pajamas with puppies on them.

After changing her, I tucked her into her bed. Her crib had gone recently, and it was a sign that she was getting older. Theo helped me build her big girl bed a few weeks back. Once the bed was built, I found myself crying on the floor.

As she closed her eyes, she hugged her teddy tight against her chest as Theo and I tucked in both sides of her bed. Theo combed her hair back, and I placed a kiss on her cheek, wishing her a good night. Then we left her room, flicking off the light. Leaving the door cracked open, we stepped away.

We make our way towards my bedroom as he practically chases me from behind. Within seconds, the door clicks shut behind him, and I feel his arms around my waist, holding me against him. I squirm as my stomach swarmed with butterflies, like some schoolgirl with a crush.

"How can you still make me feel this crazy with just your touch?" I whisper. His fingers slip down the sides of my body, stopping at the hem of my dress. His hand then travels up my thigh from under my dress. His head curved into the cook of my neck as he watched me shiver.

"I feel like we should get you changed into something more proper for the evening." He slowly unzips my dress to reveal my black laced lingerie underneath. I watch as my dress gathers at my feet, and his hands touch the clasp of my bra. "Perfect." His face nuzzles into my neck, and I pull away, turning to face him eagerly.

"I'm not in the mood for foreplay, just fuck me." Shocked by the bluntness of my words, he stares at me for a moment.

He smirks at me, "Gladly.” My legs meet his waist, and he carries me further into my room. My back met the bed, and my skin touched the comforter as he towered over me. He quickly removed his belt, tossed it to the side, and discarded his pants and boxers. I helped pull his shirt over his head, and he bent down over me.

"Are you sure, Hope?" And with his question, I am. He never fails to ask me, no matter how deep or intimate we are. He always asks me.

"More than anything," I sat up and directed him to lay back on the bed, which he obliged. When he settled back, I shifted my body to straddle him. I rubbed myself slowly against him as I felt myself growing wetter by his teasing.

He sat up against the headboard, and shortly after, I sank slowly down onto him. He was big; he would always be a size my body would need to adjust to, "Oh god," the words slipped from my mouth, and his arms held me in place.

"If you feel any pain," He warns. I look up and glare at him, "Sorry, I care, baby." I lift myself slowly and sink back down again. Taking in the build-up and early moments of pleasure between the two of us.

We soon began a rhythm as the only sound in the room to be heard was the sound of our pants and bodies moving together. His hand slapped my ass, followed by a soft rub. His thrusts grew faster as I picked up my own pace. His hands were placed against my thighs, gently caressing them as I moved. As he goes all the in, I can’t help but cry aloud.

"Good girl," He whispers beside my ear, “You can take it, Princess.”

"Theo..." I pant as his thrusts grow faster.

"Tell me how good this feels, baby," he hissed as a moan escaped my lips, and I buried my face in his chest, attempting to hide it. "God, you love it like this, don't you?" he praised as I nodded my head against his chest, and I felt myself coming closer.

"Fuck... Hope," He groans into my ear as I feel myself begin to pulse around him.

"Oh fuck, don't stop," I begged, crying out as he continued to thrust into me harder, and I held onto his shoulders, our bodies mixed with sweat and pleasure.

My body began to shake and the feeling that I've missed so much takes over me. A burning pool fills my stomach, and I let out an unrestrained moan as I feel my orgasm through. I feel him hard inside of me as he grunts out.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck" he panted as I tightened around him. Even after he comes, he drags himself in and out of me, rubbing over my sensitive clit as I squirm. Leaning in, he presses my lips into his. He continued to thrust slowly as my body continued to shutter.

"You need to make a plan B run in the morning," Chuckling at my words, he nods his head slowly in agreement and kisses me. "I love you," I state in between, in which I feel him harden inside me once more.

"I love you more than you could ever know, Hope, more than you could ever know." He pulled out, and I felt myself throbbing. He stood from the bed and went into the bathroom and came back out with a towel and a glass of water.

Placing the glass on my bedside, he went between my legs with the towel. I was incredibly sensitive as he gently cleaned me. He placed a kiss against my thigh and stood up, putting the towel into the laundry hamper.

As he climbed into bed beside me, he curled me against his chest to spoon me to sleep. But my heart was racing too much to gain any rest. So I reached over and pulled a book off my end table and cracked it open.

"What book are you reading?" He asks curiously, nuzzled into my neck.

"There Was Always You by Emily Kathryn." He chuckled softly into my neck. "What?" I’ve never really discussed books with him, but for him to laugh about this one confused me as if he’d read it.

"Mom was obsessed with that book and used to read me chapters." I shifted my body to face him, intrigued but also horrified. I felt myself blush in thought. Did his mother really read him this book? Turns out Maria was a romantic this whole time, apparently.

“I remember Adira running from her wedding with the best man and waiting for Rhys to tell her-" My hand goes over his mouth as I shush him. I clear my throat, shaking my head at him. "No spoilers. Are you insane?" I blurted out, and he laughed into my hand. This guy did not know proper book etiquette, evidently. I place the book aside, and he pulls my body to lay onto his as he cups my ass.

"When can I move in?" I smile against his chest and rest my head against his shoulder.

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