Page 27 of Rumor Has It

I reach for him and pull him down on top of me, his warm body melting against mine. God, he feels good. So much better than I could’ve ever imagined. His impressive length pushes against my inner thigh as he adjusts onto his elbows.

“Tell me you want me,” he says. “Tell me this isn’t something we’ll both regret in the morning.”

“I want you,” I say. “I want you.” I haven’t given much thought to what tomorrow will bring, but regret is the farthest thing from my mind.

His dick slides back and forth against me, teasing my already sensitive skin.

“God, you’re so wet,” he says, looking down at me.

“What do you expect after making me come twice?” I laugh, but it’s stifled as a breath hitches in my chest. The head of his cock is pressing against my entrance in such a way it makes me want to beg to end the suspense.

“Theo, please,” I say. “You’re killing me.”

“Do you have a condom?”

“I’ve been on birth control since high school. You know that.” I do my best to press myself against him, but I’m too pinned down to achieve what I want.

“So you don’t want me to put one on?” he asks, looking down at me with a shit-eating grin across his face.

“No,” I say, nearly shouting. “Jesus, please.”

The tip of his dick parts me slightly, sending a wave of heat up my spine. He pushes into me impossibly slow as every inch of him fills me. Theo is definitely the biggest I’ve ever been with. I take note of just how far he has to stretch me to fit all of himself inside. Not that I mind. He feels delicious.

Theo groans from above, an expletive slipping out quietly beneath his breath.

“You feel so fucking good,” he says, thrusting into me once more.

With each stroke, I nearly lose my breath, and soon, I’m panting. My hands dig into his hair as I kiss him, licking and biting and sucking my way down his throat.

Theo digs one hand into my ass cheek, and the other is resting at the base of my neck. Staring up at him while he pumps in and out of me is almost more than I can handle.

His pace quickens as yet another orgasm builds deep inside my lower belly. I don’t know how he keeps doing this. Normally, it isn’t this easy for me.

Then, he pulls out suddenly and smacks the tip of his dick against me before speaking.

“Roll over,” he says, his hand firmly around his cock as he slowly strokes himself.

Something about the way he’s touching himself makes my mouth water, and I want to taste him, but I want to obey him more.

Now that I’m on all fours, he hovers behind me, sliding his shaft against my clit over and over again. It causes ripples of pleasure as I squirm to both get away and move closer to him. It’s like my vagina can’t decide which relief it wants more.

The next thing I know, he’s inside me again, pushing my face down against the mattress.

“Put your hands on your ass,” he says. “Like this.”

He guides my hands to either side, positioning them so that I’m spreading myself apart for him. He swipes two fingers over the tip of my clit, causing my body to lurch forward.

“You have the prettiest little pussy,” he whispers. “So tight.”

He continues to slowly sweep his fingers across me over and over again, until my legs begin to shake. Oh god, not again. I feel like I’m about to erupt.

Suddenly, his dick is inside me again, pumping harder and faster than before. I scream out, which only serves to spur him on. We rock back and forth in rhythm, our bodies perfectly aligned for maximum enjoyment.

The gruff noises captured in the back of his throat are the sexiest things I’ve ever heard. I want to be the only reason he makes sounds like that.

“Ellie,” he says. “I’m going to come.”

He stills my entire body, holding me tightly in place against him as he lets himself go. The sensation is visceral, intoxicating.

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