Page 104 of Tide Over

“He’s on night shift.”

“And if he decides to come back to the room for some reason?”

“Then he’ll get a show.” I shrug.

He chuckles, but then leans over and sets his phone on the bedside table, angled towards the bed so I can see his entire upper body.

I take a deep breath in as I run my eyes over him. “Shirt off.”

He sits up so he can remove his shirt awkwardly with one arm. What I wouldn’t give to have my hands on him…

After he tosses it on the floor, he nods his head towards me on his phone screen. “Your turn.”

I momentarily set the phone down so I can take my shirt off, and I chuckle at his grumbles. But when I pick my phone up again and angle it so he can see me, he draws in a breath with a nod.

“Fuck yeah…” he says.

I slide my hand down my stomach and slip it into the waistband of my pants, moving my phone so he can watch. I’m hard already at the sight of him, and let out a soft moan as I grasp my cock.

“Push them down,” he says, and I do as I’m told.

He groans as he watches me push my pants down and grasp my hard cock. As I stroke it for him, he reaches down to free his dick as well, and I can’t take my eyes off him.

He runs his hand along his hard length as he watches me, and the feeling of his eyes on me is enough to drive me wild. But when he moans and starts stroking himself faster, I can hardly fucking stand it.

“Fuck… sin an rud as teotha a chunnaic mi riamh,” I breathe out.

He lets out a guttural groan. “Fuck that’s hot.”

“Exactly,” I say with a huff. He doesn’t know what I told him, but he basically just agreed with me… because thisisthe hottest thing I’ve ever seen. And I love how Gaelic gets him so riled up.

Another moan escapes him, and I bite my lip while I watch him, letting pleasure flow through me as I jerk myself to the beautiful sight and sounds.

“Fuck I wish your mouth was on me…” Theo pants.

A rush of air leaves me and I let out a groan as he tips his head back and closes his eyes, the muscles of his arm and abs flexing as he rubs his cock.

“What do you want me to do to you when I get home,” I ask, barely hanging on as I tip closer to the edge.

His eyes open, and he turns his head to look at me. “Fuck the cum out of me.”

My breath hitches, and I release my cock, swallowing hard as I try not to bust just at the sound of those words.

But he shakes his head, staring right at me. “Come.”

The second my hand is on my cock, pleasure crashes over me. I try to keep my moans quiet as I stroke myself through it, coming over my abs as I watch Theo’s muscles tense. He grunts, his cum spilling over his stomach as his chest rises and falls with heavy breaths.

Fuck…

We both lie still in our beds as we catch our breath, and I watch him with a soft smile.

“Mo chridhe…” I say slowly.

His own smile spreads across his face as he looks at me through the screen, and he gently taps his chest.

The love I feel for him spreads through me, and I place my own hand over my chest. Now he knows exactly what he means to me.

He’s my entire heart.

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