Page 80 of Shelter from the Storm

“We’ll go slow.”

She shook her head. “I don’t want that.”

“I don’t want to hurt you, kitten.”

The smile she gave him sent his heart soaring. “Nothing you do hurts. It feels…amazing.”

Theo took her at her word, because now that he was tucked inside her, his self-control was gone. He pressed forward, not stopping until he completely filled her.

Gretchen cupped his cheeks in her hands. “So good,” she said, though he wasn’t sure if she was reassuring him or simply marveling over that fact.

Theo kissed the tip of her nose, and she giggled. For a split second. Then the sound shifted to a groan of pleasure as he started fucking her.

He took his time, assuming a slow and steady pace that gradually grew. Gretchen wrapped her legs around his hips, tilting her pussy in such a way that he slipped in a little bit more. He used that shift in position to his advantage, stroking her inner walls until she screamed.

“Found it,” he grunted, taking care to stroke that spot over and over.

Gretchen’s back arched off the bed. “I…God…I’m coming again!”

While this hadn’t lasted nearly as long as he’d hoped, Theo wasn’t strong enough to hold back. She felt too fucking amazing. Reaching between them, he added more fuel to the fire, stroking her clit with his finger and her G-spot with his cock until she exploded beneath him.

Her climax triggered his own, and his balls emptied inside her. Theo wondered how long it would take him to convince her to go off the pill, or move in with him, or marry him, or…

Oh yeah.

King of Patience, he thought, chuckling to himself.

Gretchen’s nails raked his shoulders, his badges of honor, scratches he would wear with pride.

For several moments, they simply remained there, locked together, struggling to find their way back, even though Theo didn’t want to return. Not to reality or real life or anywhere that required him to exist outside of this room and her body.

Finally, his strength gave out and he shifted to her side, drawing her to him, tucking her close.

Gretchen glanced up at him. “That was… Jesus, Theo. Your A game nearly killed me.”

Theo chuckled. “What can I say? You inspire me.”

“Time to say thank-you now?” she joked.

He nodded. “Yep. Thank you,” he said, beating her to the punch.

She smiled. “You stole my line.”

He chuckled, sighing deeply. They lay there for several minutes, both reveling in the aftermath.

Gretchen’s breathing slowed, and he thought perhaps she’d drifted to sleep until she said, “I didn’t realize I was capable of this much happiness.”

Theo kissed the top of her head. “I intend to make sure you feel this way every day for the rest of your life.”

Gretchen lifted her amused face his direction. “Do I need to remind you how many weeks we’ve known each other? It’s a very small number.”

Theo tried to be patient, but Gretchen was lying to herself by pretending this wasn’t the real deal. “Tell me you don’t feel it too.”

One side of her lips quirked up, an adorable dimple appearing. “I might be feeling something,” she admitted. “But it’s too soon to start talking about forever. There are still a million things we don’t know about each other.”

“We know the important things. The rest is future dinner conversations,” he insisted.

She huffed out a breathy laugh, then her expression sobered. “Seriously, Theo. Thank you.”

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