Page 102 of Shelter from the Storm

So he was surprised when Shaw said, “Herself. When we were kids, she was always chatty and laughing and loud. That dimmed a little after our dad left, and it vanished completely when Mom remarried.” Shaw didn’t say Ivan’s name, or even refer to him as their stepfather. “When we moved into the foster home, she was a shell. She looked like my sister, but that was it. And with Briggs…let’s just say the light went off and it stayed off. Tonight…” Shaw rubbed the back of his neck, and Theo got a glimpse of the emotions the serious man was trying to hide. “I got my real sister back.”

Theo smiled. “She’s an amazing woman.”

Shaw tilted his head toward Edith, who was standing next to her car, saying goodbye to Mom and Dad. “Edith cornered me this morning while Gretchen was showering, to plead your case.”

Theo grinned, unsurprised. “What did she say?”

“That you were a good man, and you’d treat my sister right.”

“I will,” he vowed.

“I think… I think I believe that,” Shaw admitted. “But if you don’t…”

“If I don’t, then I deserve to have my ass kicked,” Theo finished for him. “But be aware, you’ll have to get in line for your turn, because I’m sure Edith and my brothers will beat you there.”

Shaw smiled, glancing at Edith. “Yeah. No question in my mind that Edith would finish the job for all of us. She sure does love Gretchen.” He held out his hand, shaking Theo’s. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.” Theo returned to the house, grinning when he spotted Gretchen in the foyer.

“Did that go okay?” she asked.

“I like your brother,” Theo said.

“Did he give you one of those big brother warnings?”

“Yep.” Theo wrapped his arm around her waist and tugged her close. “Promised to kick my ass if I don’t treat you right. So…I guess I’m gonna have to be very, very good to you. Wouldn’t want to piss off a Navy SEAL.”

Gretchen giggled, but he cut it short, stealing the kiss he’d been waiting to give her all damn day.

“Get a room,” Everett said as he passed, his arms filled with at least half a dozen beers he was delivering prior to the game.

“I think we will,” Theo replied, leaning closer to Gretchen. “Spend the night at our cabin with me?”

Gretchen didn’t need a bit of convincing. Instead, she grasped his hand and pulled him to the door, the two of them racing each other to the cabin.

Theo was panting and laughing when they entered, but all of that ended the second Gretchen dropped to her knees in front of him.

“Gretchen,” he murmured, his hand brushing her hair over her shoulders.

She hadn’t given him a blowjob yet, but that was because Theo wouldn’t let her, aware he’d be helpless to hold back if she wrapped those full pink lips of hers around him. Being with her was still too new, too exciting, so he hadn’t wanted to come anywhere except inside her.

Tonight, though, he didn’t have it in him to refuse. Especially when she began unfastening his belt, then his jeans, glancing up at him through those thick, dark lashes of hers.

“You’re beautiful.”

She tugged his jeans and boxers down, gripping his cock in her hands before responding. “So are you.”

Theo chuckled. “Are you talking to me or my cock?”

Teasing the tip of his dick with her tongue, she took a moment before replying. “Both.”

Theo ran his fingers through her hair, closing his fists around it gently as she opened her mouth, taking just the head in. He had to close his eyes for a moment because the mere image of her on her knees, his cock in her mouth, was enough to push him over the edge.

Despite her relative inexperience, Gretchen knew exactly how to turn him on. Her grip tightened on the base of his dick, sliding along his shaft in time with her mouth. She couldn’t fit him all inside, but it still felt as if she was fucking his whole dick. Between her tongue and lips, her hot breath and firm grip, her hungry moans and her eyes locked on his face, this wasn’t going to last long.

“So fucking good,” he murmured. “Fuck, kitten. You are such a good fucking girl.”

Her cheeks grew pink, from exertion and pleasure. She loved being praised as much as he loved doing it.

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