Page 44 of Strange Seduction
It was more than okay.
When he moved over me again, there was a tenderness in his movements that made my chest ache. I hesitated but still looked him in the eyes. He was so confident and strong. His body tensed, and I felt his veins pulsing through his skin.
He felt like raw power.
I helped him undress, slowly stripping away the last things keeping our bodies apart after all this time. My eyes tore open when he removed his briefs.
My God. How the fuck was I taking this in college?
“You ready?” He asked, wrecked with want. He wanted to be inside me already, though the size of him had me second-guessing. Still, I wasn’t about to back down. Not after all that shit-talking I did to get him started in the first place.
“Yes, give it to me.”
Lord, give me strength!
After some controlled breaths, I was ready to take him. He eased inside, letting me squeeze his hands as he whispered praises against my skin. I loved it. Especially the stinging as he stretched me out to take him. It reminded me of everything I was missing and proved an undeniable fact.
I definitely belonged to him.
Every slow roll of his hips, every press of his mouth to my skin, felt like an apology wrapped in desire. Like he was saying sorry for the years apart.
My fingers dug into his back, pulling him closer. “I love you so much, Teddy.”
Theo’s eyes locked on mine. “I know, baby. I love you, too.”
He moved inside me with a patience that felt like he wasn’t in a hurry to reach the end because being together was the point. Our rhythm built slowly, each stroke steeped in intention, and made me wonder if the rooms really were soundproof.
And when it finally hit, it was fireworks.
Not the metaphorical kind.Real ones.Blinding and hot and loud, exploding in my chest like my body had split open to feel this. My cry wasn’t soft—it bounced off the walls and might’ve been a little too loud if the room wasn’t soundproof.
It made me realize I didn’t give a fuck if they were or not.
Theo held me through it, hands firm and mouth at my neck, like he needed to feel every second of my climax too.
“I got you screaming like that, baby?”
My legs started to tremble. “I—you—fuckkk.”
He could feel the cocky grin. “Come on. Use your words.”
My fingers clawed at his back as he rammed into me still. “Who got you screaming right now, Carmen? Tell me. Let me know who it belongs to.”
I was undone right there, arching into him. “Theo…”
I barely got that out before my eyes rolled into my head. He followed right after, a low, guttural sound breaking from his chest as he buried himself deeper, his release pouring out with a shudder that made him collapse over me, spent and breathless.
For a while, we didn’t move. Just the sound of our breathing, the soft brush of fingers over damp skin, the steady beat of his heart against mine. He finally rolled to the side, pulling me with him until I was tucked into the curve of his body. Still catching my breath, still too dazed to speak.
Then—
“I wanna go again.”
I blinked at him, barely managing a laugh as I turned to face him. “Gimme five minutes. Maybe ten. I think you broke me.”
He grinned, cocky and unbothered. “You’ll live.”
I chuckled softly, running my hand down his cheek. “First. Put the piercings back in. I wanna look into the eyes of the man I fell in love with while he fucks me senseless.”
