Page 13 of Sin and Deception

"Not this again," he groaned, gripping his hair in frustration. "We've talked about this a million times. It's all in the past! We need to focus on finding Nerine now. For God's sake, I have resources that can help us. Why not use them?"

His plea struck a chord within me, and I knew he was right. We needed all the help we could get in this desperatesearch for Nerine. It was time to put the past behind us and work together, no matter how difficult it may be.

“It’s hard to stay focused when you behave as if our issues don’t affect anything around us. You never want to talk about us. I can’t tell where I stand with you or where you stand with me, especially regarding our relationship."

My mind spun, unable to focus through the haze of anger and desire swirling between us. The tension crackled in the air, fueled by unspoken words and unresolved issues. His eyes flickered with a flash of anger at my accusation, but I refused to back down. Our relationship was a constant battle, marked by uncertainty and unexpressed emotions.

"Are you questioning my commitment to you, Xander?" he growled, his voice thick with frustration. "You're the one who ended things in the first place! Did you forget that?"

"How could I forget?" I shouted, my anger swelling like a tidal wave. "You remind me every chance you get!"

"You make me remind you every single time you complain about me sleeping with other people. You left me!" As he spoke, a note of hurt crept into his tone, bringing back the pain we both felt when our relationship fell apart.

I sighed, my hands clenching into fists at my sides as I tried to rein in my temper. Theo's presence always had a way of making my emotions spiral out of control. He made me want to both kiss him and punch him.

"No matter how often we argue or hurt each other," I said, my voice trembling with emotion, "all I have ever wanted, and all I want now is for us to work together to find the woman we both love."

"Nota day goes by that I don't desperately yearn for it," he admitted, his eyes searching mine with a mix of darkness, hope, and deep desire.

We stood there, locked in a silent battle of wills, until he finally moved closer to me. The heat radiating from his body left me weak-kneed and breathless. Without breaking eye contact, he reached up and gripped the back of my head, pulling me forward into a fierce kiss. His lips were rough and demanding against mine, igniting a wildfire of passion between us. Our tongues tangled and explored each other's mouths as we gasped for air, lost in the intensity of our connection.

But as always, the moment was fleeting. Theo pulled away, his lips swollen and wet, his eyes wild with desire.

"Truce," he growled, his hand still tangled in my hair as he stared at me with a fierce hunger.

My body trembled with longing, and my heart raced with emotion. Yet, despite our physical attraction, we needed to find common ground and work together if we ever wanted to locate Nerine again.

The word “truce” hung in the air between us, our eyes locked as we leaned in for another heated kiss. My hand rose to gently caress his cheek before pulling him closer.

“I want your mouth,” he growled, his voice thick with lust and desire. He reached down, his hand rubbing against the bulge in his jeans, a clear indication of just how much he wanted me.

I sank to my knees before him, my eyes tracing over his body as I reached up to unfasten his jeans. Witha swift flick of my fingers, I popped the button and slowly lowered the zipper, revealing his thick, hard cock that was already throbbing with need.

My mouth watered at the sight, and I licked my lips, longing to taste him. Leaning forward, I dragged my tongue across the tip of his cock before wrapping my lips around him, taking him deep into my mouth.

“Fucking hell,” Theo moaned loudly, gripping the back of my head tightly as I moved my mouth up and down his shaft.

I could feel my arousal building in my pants as I pleasured him, but I pushed it aside for now. This was about giving him pleasure in this moment, making sure he lost control and surrendered to me.

My hand moved in sync with my mouth, caressing him as I licked and sucked on him from base to tip. His groans grew louder and more urgent, driving me on.

Theo loved to take the lead in everything, definitely when it came to sex. But not here. Not with my mouth working him into a frenzy.

As I took him deeper into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat, he tried to take control by thrusting forward and guiding my head. But I wouldn't let him. Not when it came to this—using my mouth to bring him pleasure.

I continued to lead this dance, relishing in the sounds escaping his lips and the way his cock throbbed under my skilled touch. He couldn't resist me when it came to this—his desire for me consumed him completely.

I widened my mouth, wanting to take every inch of himin, and he eagerly obliged, thrusting with more urgency. His hips moved faster, seeking the heat of my mouth and driving himself closer to the edge.

“You do that so fucking good, Xander,” he moaned, his voice filled with pleasure and need. “Yes, just like that!”

He cried out as I flicked my tongue against the sensitive ridge of his cockhead.

“Fuck yes! Harder!” he demanded, trying once again to guide my head.

But this time, he pushed my hand away and took control.

He tightened his grip on my head, and through gritted teeth, he warned, “Don't test me, Xander.”

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