Page 98 of The Romance Library

‘What did you have in mind?’

‘How about I give you another orgasm? Would that be acceptable?’

Hearing those words set my body on fire.

‘That would be very acceptable. But you don’t seem to have a rocking chair in here. How is your bed? Is it as creaky as mine?’

‘No idea.’ He stepped forward, his lips now just inches away from mine. ‘Maybe we should conduct some tests to find out…’

Two hours later, I was still in Theo’s bed, my head resting on his chest and our legs entwined. Turned out that his bed was a little less creaky than the one in my room.

We discovered that when we conducted some very thorough market research.

I’d never slept on silk bedsheets before, but I had to admit I liked the feel of them on my skin.

‘I should go back to my room and do some work,’ I sighed, planting a soft kiss on Theo’s shoulder as he stroked my back.

‘I should get up too, but it’s so hard,’ he huffed. ‘I just want to stay here with you all day.’

My heart fluttered. I loved that he didn’t hide how he was feeling. He just came right out and said it.

‘Me too. But…’

‘I know, I know. I’m starting to lose count of the amount of times we’ve sworn that we won’t sleep together and end up doing it anyway.’

‘It’s not our fault that we accidentally fell on the bed and that your dick ended up buried inside me. Twice.’ I chuckled.

‘That’s true. And it wasn’t my fault that I was hungry and the only thing I could find to feast on was your beautiful pussy. A man’s got to eat to keep his strength up, you know.’ Theo laughed and the sound made my heart bloom.

‘A girl’s gotta eat too! And when I saw that sausage laying on the bed, I couldn’t let it go to waste.’ My hand slid between his legs and I wrapped it around his hard length.

I’d never liked giving my ex blow jobs. But going down on Theo was completely different.

Seeing the way his eyes rolled back in his head as I licked and sucked him and hearing the way he groaned knowing that I was the one responsible for giving him pleasure was a massive turn-on. I was already looking forward to doing it all over again. I couldn’t get enough of this man.

‘Did you seriously just call my cock a sausage?’ Theo grinned.

‘Yep!’ I propped myself up on one elbow beside him so I could look him in the eye. ‘Damn right.’

‘A sausage, though!’ He chuckled. ‘If you’re going to compare my manhood to an object, I’d prefer something a bit more substantial. Like a baguette or even the humble banana. Don’t those BookTokers and Bookstagrammers use the aubergine emoji to describe dicks, rather than sausages?’

‘It was the first thing that came into my mind, because it’s ten in the morning and, y’know, Glenda likes to serve up an English breakfast, so I thought it was appropriate,’ I giggled. ‘I didn’t mean a cocktail sausage if that’s what you’re worried about. I meant a big, juicy, delicious, meaty, thoroughly satisfying sausage.’

‘Good to know.’

‘And listen to you!’ I teased. ‘I didn’t know you knew about BookTokers and Bookstagrammers. Someone’s been doing their research!’

‘I was looking up the author of Office Delight and got sucked down a rabbit hole. Romance readers are really enthusiastic about the books they love, aren’t they?’

‘Yep. We’re very passionate.’

‘I love that they spend time making videos and mood boards about the characters. I’ll have to show you some of the ones I found for Rocco and Virginia.’

Mind blown.

‘I’d really like that,’ I beamed. Never did I think that Theo of all people would be offering to show me reels, posts and videos on my favourite book. I loved how into it he’d become.

‘Maybe we can meet up after work. Go for a walk or something, have dinner and read together again?’

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