Page 110 of Where We Call Home

Then he stood, pulling me up with him in one smooth, effortless movement.

“This box,” he said, gesturing to the forgotten remnants of his past, “can wait. There’s something much more important I need to do first.”

His hand found mine, the warmth of his grip grounding me even as a spark of anticipation lit in my chest. He led me up the stairs, his steps purposeful, down the hallway to somewhere that only heightened the anticipation thrumming through me.

The promise in his touch sent a shiver down my spine, and as we walked, a rush of arousal bloomed, pooling low in my belly. Whatever awaited us, I knew it would be nothing short of unforgettable.

“I’m going to cherish you. Take my time devouring that sweet pussy while you cry out just how much you love me,” he purred against my lips before slamming the door to his bedroom shut.

Thirty-Nine

As I laid her gently on my bed, I leaned down and captured her lips in a slow, lingering kiss. The faint scent of Theo, mingling with the familiar smell of my sheets, was intoxicating. The ache in my jeans only grew stronger. I didn’t think I’d ever get used to this—to her being here, in my bed, in my house, and most of all, in my heart.

I stepped back, needing a moment to take her in, a vision of beauty that stole the air from my lungs. Theo wasn’t just gorgeous, she was breathtaking in a way that was all her own. Unique, radiant, and utterly mine.

“What?” Theo asked with a soft laugh, lifting her hands above her head, letting them drape over the pillow.

“I can’t get over how stunning you are,” I said, settling into the space beside her. “And the fact that youlove me.”

Her laugh deepened, warm and full of affection. She reached up, cupping the side of my face, her touch tender.

“I do love you,” she said, her voice steady, filled with conviction. She kissed me again, her lips lingering as her gaze locked onto mine. Her hand slid from my cheek to my neck, her fingers brushing the sensitive skin as she tilted my head back, exposing the base of my throat.

The movement sent a sharp jolt straight to my cock, my body alive with anticipation. When her tongue flicked against my skin, a shiver rolled down my spine, heat spreading through me in waves. My breath hitched, my body responding instantly to her touch.

A low growl escaped me as I pulled back, flipping the dynamic—it was my turn to explore her. I started with her neck, teasing the delicate skin with my lips and teeth, each bite leaving faint marks of possession. She was mine, and I savored every inch of her, tasting the undeniable truth of it.

I trailed warm kisses down her chest, the soft skin peeking out from her v-neck T-shirt inviting my lips. Theo felt like velvet beneath my touch, and I took my time, savoring the way her body responded. A quiet moan escaped her, her fingers threading through my hair as she tugged lightly at the ends, sending a thrilling shiver down my spine.

My hand slid to her stomach, and I gently lifted her shirt, exposing more of her. My lips followed, pressing kisses to her skin. I paused to look at her through hooded eyes, catching the way her head tilted back as she lost herself in the moment. Her soft movements and the way she rocked her head, savoring my touch, only made me want her more.

“The way I feel about you,” I murmured against her skin, pressing a kiss just above her navel, “it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.”

I moved lower, leaving a trail of warmth with every kiss, my voice low and full of meaning as I whispered, “You complete me, Theo Matthews.”

In one motion, I pulled down her pants. She lifted her hips to help me the best she could, her center coming close to my face. I bent down, placing a kiss there, too, and she hissed from the unexpected touch.

Instead of diving in with my mouth, I used my finger to tease her already dripping wet slit. Responsive to my touch, she was every man’s dream. I ran my finger up and down, stopping a moment to play with her clit before plunging inside of her.

“Oh, fuck,” she moaned. “Again, Rhodes. That’s so good.”

I followed her request, curving slightly as I pulled in and out in a swift motion. One dip was all I was willing to give before I paused, needing the reassurance again.

“You’re mine, Honey,” I growled, warmth rushing through my body at her praise. “I need to hear you say it,you’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” she moaned as I fingered her again, her walls clenched around me in pleasure. Knowing she could take it, I used another finger to spread her. I wanted desperately to taste her, devour her.

I lowered my head, keeping a slow, steady pace with my fingers as I licked her clit, the nub swollen from her arousal. I flicked it once, twice, and then sucked. She squirmed beneath me, the pleasure shooting through her. My cock was so fucking hard seeing her respond to me, so I did it again until I got the same reaction.

My free hand shot down to my shaft, rubbing it through my jeans, the friction sending a cascade of anticipation through every nerve. I was needy, desperate for relief, so I sat up and pulled my fingers from her to undo my jeans and let my length spring free.

Theo sat up in disbelief, but before she could groan in protest, her face shifted. A devilish grin took place when she saw me reach down and palm my shaft.

“Does me playing with my cock turn you on?” I asked, kneeling on the bed, my pants down to my knees as I pleasure myself. Each stroke slow and deliberate. My hand pumped, my thumb swiping along the head as a drip of precum took form.

Theo nodded feverishly, her eyes not moving from my length.

“Then touch yourself, Honey. Show me how wet you are,” I growled, jerking my shaft. My eyes were fixated on her pussy, her legs wide open, giving me the best damn show in town.

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