Page 22 of Seductive Heat

"Stop teasing me, Chip."

I hate that nickname, and that's probably why she's using it. Makes me want to possess her, so I do. I thrust inside her, and she gasps in pleasure and maybe a little pain, too. I slide right in because of how wet she is for me, but I hold still once I'm balls-deep inside of her.

This is it. This is heaven for me. I can die a happy man. But the death we're both seeking is of another kind. I lift my head from her neck and look down at her. Her eyes are glazed over, and her face is flushed. She's breathing rapidly as if we just went out for a run. That's when I start moving in and out of her channel. I set a punishing rhythm, but I need to be closer to her.

I let go of her hands and pull them around my neck again. Then I grab her legs so she's wrapped around me. The apartment is silent, and all we can hear are our groans and the constant thump of me thrusting and pushing her against the glass. It's almost hypnotic. I reach down to where her clit is and start stroking it again in a soft circular motion.

Her mouth is open in a silent plea.

"Tell me what you need, my goddess."

"Harder,” she gasps, “fuck me harder, Theo."

I grab her tightly and take her to the couch, where I lay her down, and in seconds, I'm inside her again. I let my caveman side loose, and I fuck my beautiful goddess hard and fast. The harder I go, the louder she screams, and pretty soon, I feel her tighten around my cock. It's like her body wants to milk the cum out of me.

Gentleman that I am, I keep going until we ride through the aftermath of her orgasm. I can feel her pussy pulse around me—an incredible sensation. I thrust a few times more, and I let go completely. Pleasure goes through my entire body, and I wish I never had to be apart from her again. I lie on top of her for a moment, and she puts her arms around me. My body is sweaty and sated, and I want us to take a shower together.

I take care of the condom and offer her my hand.

"Let's go take a shower. I'll take good care of you, Helene."

She takes my hand, and I pull her to a standing position. She's still flushed, and her hair is a mess. I pull back her hair so it's out of her face and kiss her gently on the lips.

Tonight, I am the happiest man alive.

Chapter 8

Helene

It’s been three days, and I'm still walking in a daze. That night with Theo—that was the definition of hot monkey sex. We kept at it all night long, in his shower, on the bed, in the kitchen, you name it. If it was a horizontal surface, we fucked on it. But it wasn't impersonal. Theo always made sure I felt cared for. He calls me a goddess, and he treats me like one.

Now, my guilt has gone up a few notches, and I don't know how or when I'll be able to tell him the truth. Things between us are moving really fast, and I couldn't stop them even if I wanted to, which I don't. Today we have that barbecue with his friends and I'm really nervous. Will they like me? Will they see right through me?

"Mags, will you come in here?"

I call my sister to my room. When she pops her head in, I turn around and show her two different summer dresses.

"Where are you going?"

"A barbecue with Theo's friends."

"Why are you even trying on dresses? You prefer jeans with everything."

I blush profusely and put the two dresses on the bed. I'm not going to confess to my sister that I want Theo to check out my legs, which are one of my best features.

"I want to wear a dress. Just leave it at that."

I pull out two more dresses and show them to her.

"Oh, ew. You want to give him easy access, don't you?" She scrunches her nose.

"Just go. You're not going to be of any help."

"We need to talk about this guy."

"He checked out. What more do you want?"

"I just want you to be safe."

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