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The way he fills me is both painful and everything I fucking want right at this moment. His body is massive over mine, my leg barely able to hook over his hip when he drags his cock out slowly before driving it back inside of me. He drops his face into my neck, groaning when I squeeze my muscles around him.

Theo slides his hand into my hair, fisting the strands as he drags his lips up my neck until he finds my mouth again. Our kiss is sloppy and messy as he fucks me in earnest, my body jerking with every thrust, only to be stopped by the grip he has on my hair and shoulder.

With every movement, I can feel his muscles bunching under my fingers as his skin gets slick from how hard he’s working. “Jesus, baby. Your pussy is fucking gripping my cock. You’re so goddamn tight,” he grunts out, pounding into me.

I wrench my head to the side, only to have him dig his teeth into the thin skin, and I’m so sensitive there that I shift my hips to drive up, meeting him every time. Dropping his hips, he presses my hips to the bed before picking up his speed, grinding against my clit.

Shocks radiate through me, and I can feel the tightness in my lower belly begin to build rapidly. I know the moment he feels me clenching and unclenching around him, signaling my impending release, because he drops my leg to frame my head with his arms. Never slowing down, he drops his forehead to mine, demanding, “Fucking look at me when you come all over my cock. I want to watch you. I want to see what I did to you.”

My eyes are unfocused, unable to latch onto anything to help ground me as he spins me further toward the edge. I’m not prepared for the fall. I feel lost and fucking scared by the intensity of the way he’s making me feel right now.

“Susu, look at me goddamnit!” he barks at me. I try, I really fucking do, but I can only dig my nails into the thick, taut skin stretched across his muscles on his back.

Strong fingers grip my cheeks, forcing me to turn my head back to where Theo is looking down at me, still fucking my body like he owns me. Squeezing my skin, my mouth parts and he drops his to meet me, kissing me slowly, completely opposite of what his body is doing.

His kiss is what finally does it, grounding me to be in this moment with him. It’s all-consuming. The taste of him is the last thing I need before I’m hurdled over the edge, and I scream into his mouth.

“Theo!”

“FUCK!” he roars out as my body convulses underneath him, pouring out every ounce of pleasure left inside of me. My head is spinning as he drops onto my chest, wrapping his arms around me as he fills my pussy over and over again, his cock jerking with every pulse of release.

My body is shaking violently as he twists us to our sides, his arms still cradling me to his chest. My hips are twitching, still coming on him as he stays buried inside.

His hand runs over the back of my head, pressing my face into his chest, and I cry out again, digging my teeth into his pec. Needing something to release the rest of my energy out of me.

Theo holds me as my body jerks and shakes in his arms, his soothing words filtering slowly through the rushing of the blood in my ears. I’m not sure what I’m feeling right now, but the way he just fucked me was beyond anything I’ve ever experienced.

I can feel darkness creeping in from the sides of my eyes, dragging me under into oblivion, exhausted and spent from the way Theo fucked me.

The last thing I hear and feel is Theo’s soft, rolling chuckle, and his whispered words. “That’s the way I wanted to hear you speak for the first time. Screaming my name just like that…” And I’m out.

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“Carebear?” I ask him softly, nuzzling my nose against the coarse hair sprinkled across his muscles. I woke up about half an hour after passing out on him. At some point, Theo had shifted us so that he was on his back with me sprawled across his chest.

I’m grinning because it feels easier to speak to him now. It’s like havingthispiece of him unlocked an invisible block. With Vance, we connected through the music, but with Theo, it’s so much more physical.

Ignoring the fact that he’s still semi-hard, buried inside of me, I do my best to hold my lower body still. At least until he hums his pleasure and runs a hand down my naked back. Shivering under his touch, my pussy clenches slightly and his hum turns into a weak groan.

“That feels good,” he sighs into my hair, then presses a kiss against my scalp before hugging me tighter. “I like the way your voice sounds. It’s nice to finally hear.” He sounds relaxed and sated, his baritone tone rolling over me like gentle waves.

My little smile blooms at his compliment and maybe a touch of embarrassment. Remembering the way I teased him by refusing to talk was hot and exciting all at once.God, the way he fucked me…Clearing my throat, I ask again. “I like the sound of yours, too. Why carebear, though?”

“Hmm… I’m not sure. It just sort of fit you. They have their emotions drawn on their bellies, yours are written all over your face. Maybe you aren’t quite a bear, more like the size of a cub, but it’s cute.” I giggle at his explanation, so he asks, “What’s funny?”

Shaking my head, I bury my face. “When I first saw you, I immediately thought of you as a bear. Theodore… Teddy…” I trail off and feel his body shake as he realizes what I’m saying.

“Teddy bear. Fucking Chaz—”

“Chester,” I correct, cutting him off, making him laugh harder.

“Chester’smomfucking called me a teddy bear when we were kids. I think you two formed some sort of alliance. I can’t help that I’m big.” He’s teasing, so I know his feelings aren’t hurt.

Wanting to keep the relaxed conversation going, I tease, “Massive, not just big.”

Theo growls and thrusts up against me, making me moan. “I’ll take massive,” he whispers, then rolls his hips again. I turn my head, setting my chin on his chest to peer up at him. Although I can feel him growing inside of me, the look on his face isn’t one of need right now. He seems simply content.

“Will you tell me something?”

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