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“Theo,” she murmurs, but I’m tired of going slow.

“Mmhmm,”I moan as I devour her.

She’s glorious; I thought I was hooked before, but Wren is sweet. I’m salivating with each swipe of my tongue. And when she moans and gasps? It adds fuel to my fire to bring her to completion.

Incoherent mumbles fill the space, and I groan in satisfaction. Her legs tense around me, and I can tell she’s back in her head, the one place she can’t be.

“How does this feel?” I ask while running my tongue against her.

She responds with a soft moan, but I need more.

“Use your words. Do you like this?”

“Yes,” she groans, but her muscles are still tense.

“Do you want me to go softer like this?” I feather my lips over her clit before skimming it with my tongue. “Or harder like this?” I nip her clit before sucking on it.

“I don’t know,” she rasps.

“How about somewhere in the middle?” I sink my fingers into her thighs, securing her closer to my mouth, flicking my tongue over her in rapid succession.

“Oh,fuck!” She relaxes around me, and a sense of pride swarms through me. “Like that, don’t stop!”

Shaking my head, I grunt into her. My cock is pushing against the fabric of my jeans, pleading to be free. This moment is for Wren, though, not me. As much as I want to thrust into her for my own pleasure, I won’t, not yet anyway.

Her whole body is as taut as a bowstring as she gasps, “Theo!”

Her moans escalate, each sound more breathless than the last. Her body arches off the bed, but I hold her down, more than eager to guide her through her release. I watch her unravel, drinking in every sound, every tremor, as if it’s a memory I’ll relive forever.

“Shh,” I murmur while pulling back. Admiring her pussy, I suck on my fore and middle finger and tease them against her entrance. “Look at me, Wren.”

She props herself up on her elbows, her chest heaving as she meets my gaze. Her skin glows, flushed pink, her lips parted as if she’s forgotten to breathe. Her eyes are hazy, pupils wide and dark, focused only on me as I slide two fingers inside her.

Her body tightens, a shuddering gasp escaping her lips as I press deeper, and her warmth engulfs me. It’s as if I’ve become her whole world in this moment, and the look in her eyes nearly undoes me.

“You’re so tight, baby girl. Your pussy is squeezing my fingers.”

“Oh my god,” she groans as her legs tighten around me.

“Talk to me. How’s this?” I ask as I pump my digits inside her.

“Really good,” she rasps.

“Just good? Hmm, let’s see what happens if I do this?—”

Chapter Thirty

Wren

“Yes!”I cry out when Theo arches his fingers against my G-spot.

Only one word can describe where I am right now: heaven.

Everything is trembling. With each flick of his tongue, the muscles in my stomach tighten like an elastic band. The noises that leave those heavenly lips only add to my building climax. I was worried he wouldn’t enjoy doing this with me, but he wouldn’t moan like that if that were the case. He wouldn’t look as if he were worshipping my body or enjoying how I taste.

His touch is otherworldly. He knows what I want before I do and uses that to his advantage. I wasn’t prepared for his fingers, but goddamn, the stretching is far from uncomfortable. My body is on fire, and only he has the power to subdue the flame.

Pleasure rakes through me, and I whimper as his fingers slow down. “Theo, no.” I plead with ragged breaths.

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