Page 54 of Tide Over

He presses his lips together to hold back a smile as he looks down at her again. “I didn’t mean to.” Then he steps forward, lifting his hand to gently scratch behind her ears. His gaze softens as it sweeps over her, like he’s checking to make sure she really is ok. He smiles when her purring starts back up again. “You’re alright.”

I watch him as he continues to scratch her ear, and her purrs vibrate against my chest. And I can’t help but take a moment toappreciate him. So thoughtful, gentle, and always making sure everyone around him is alright.

His eyes lift to meet mine and the corner of his lips tilt up in a soft smile. “I need to get to bed. You coming?”

My eyes flick between his as my heart skips a beat. And I just nod.

I set Miss Bobber down and she trots over to her food dish, settling in for a snack before her usual routine of playtime before she curls up in one of our beds.

Well, I guess now it’s just one bed.

We each head to our bathrooms, and I watch Miss Bobber bat her toy mouse around the living room while I brush my teeth. I chuckle at the sounds of her scurrying around and chasing her toys as I turn off the lights and head upstairs. Theo is still in his bathroom, and the soft sounds of running water fill the quiet space as I pull off my shirt, slip out of my jeans, and sit on the edge of his bed. The lamp on the bedside table casts a soft golden light over the room, and as I look around, I realize just how comfortable this whole thing feels. This is only the third night we’ve spent together, and the second in Theo’s room. But in a way, it almost feels like it’s always been like this, and exactly how it’s supposed to be.

Theo steps out of the bathroom, pulling off his shirt as he heads towards his dresser on the other side of the room. My eyes track his movement, watching the hard lines of his muscles as he slides his jeans down over his hips and tosses them in the hamper, and the way his bicep flexes as he runs his fingers through his hair. Until Theo, I’ve never looked at a guy like this before. But now that I’ve given in to those urges I’ve been feeling around him… I can’t seem to stop.

As he turns towards the bed, I drag my eyes up his abs and chest to meet his. He’s standing before me in just his boxers, andthis is the first time I get to reallyseehim and take him in, free of the obstructing shadows from the dim firelight.

A breath escapes me as I push to my feet and slowly cross the room, my gaze falling once again to his chest. My hand lifts when I reach him, my fingers lightly tracing the freckles scattered over his shoulders. He exhales as I drag my fingers up his neck and rub my thumb over his freckled cheekbone.

He watches me quietly for a moment until he takes my hand in his, holding it between us as his fingers trace the tattoos Isla coloured in earlier this evening. A smile tugs at his lips, then he lifts his gaze and leans in, pressing his mouth to mine. His kiss is soft, yet laced with a quiet hunger that I find myself desperate to meet. I push my tongue past his lips, and he walks me backwards, guiding me until the back of my knees hit the edge of the bed. He gently pushes me onto my back, and my heart riots as he crawls over me, finding my lips again. And before long, I’m clawing at his back and pulling him closer to me as the need in us only grows.

My hips press into his, and the feeling of his hard cock against mine sends a thrill straight through me. He lets out a soft moan against my lips as I grind into him and that’s all the encouragement I need to give him even more. My hands trail down his back and over his ass, gripping him tight to hold him against me as I roll my hips again. The stark contrast in the feeling of his hard cock and the soft fabric of my boxers is so fucking good, all I can do is release a breath and give in as he takes over. He kisses down my neck as he grinds his cock against mine, and I tilt my head back with a moan.

But I need more.

I roll him over so I’m on top of him, and his arms wrap around me as I rock my hips into his. We’re both so fucking hard, and this feels so good we’re panting and moaning as we fall into a heated, messy kiss while grinding against each other.

Eventually, I push myself back and straddle his hips, looking down at his flushed face. His glassy eyes drop to my dick in my boxers, and he starts to reach for it. But I grab his wrist to stop him.

Theo furrows his brow as he lifts his eyes to me again, but I just give him a little smirk. As I nudge his knees apart so I can settle between them, the tension in him quickly fades away, and his eyes fill with anticipation.

But as I kneel between his legs and look down at his hard cock in his boxers, nerves flutter in my stomach. He was so good at this for his first time. And I need to be too. Because I want to do this for him, and make him feel good.

I try to calm my racing heart as I grasp the waistband of his boxers and pull them down, freeing his cock. As he kicks his boxers off, my eyes stayed glued to him, roaming his completely naked body before me. Fuck…

My hand trails slowly up his thigh, and I feel his eyes on me. My gaze travels up his body, watching his chest rise and fall with heavy breaths of anticipation. Mine does the same with a mix of nerves and excitement as my hand gets closer to his dick. But the groan he lets out as I wrap my hand around him pushes away any nerves I had. My hand moves up and down his hard cock as he continues to moan softly, but I want to hear even more.

I lower myself onto my elbows between his legs, and his breathing increases as he looks down at me. As I meet his gaze, I swallow, preparing myself to just go for it. And I’m immediately rewarded with a perfect groan from him as I wrap my lips around the head of his cock. I take a moment to manage the sensations in my mouth, as it somehow feels both hard and soft against my tongue, and I can taste his salty precum. As I slide my lips a little further down his length, I keep my eyes on him, and he slides his fingers through my hair to push it out of my face.

“Fuck,” he breathes as he watches me slide back up his cock and take him in my mouth again.

His moans of encouragement urge me on, and I move my hand up and down the base of his cock as I suck him. I let my tongue explore the ridges of his dick and watch him as he completely lets go. His grip in my hair tightens as I work him, and the sounds coming from him are driving me fucking wild. And I just want to make him moan even more, and even louder.

“Oh my god,” Theo pants, “your mouth feels so fucking good.”

My eyes fly up to him as his head tips back with a groan, and I watch the muscles in his chest flex as he tightens his grip on my arm and my hair.

Holy fucking shit.

His words push me to give him even more, and I increase my pace on him. My hand glides up and down his cock with the wetness from my mouth as I continue to lick and suck his head, and I feel him getting closer and closer.

Until he suddenly pulls my head back and I release him from my mouth.

“I’m going to come,” he says, his chest rising and falling with deep, fast breaths.

And I just stare back at him.

Because as hot as that is, and as much as I want to make him come, I’m not sure I know what to do to finish him with my mouth.

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