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The words feel true.
His lips pull up in a smile. “Where’d you learn to kick someone’s ass like that anyway?”
I wink. “You scared?”
A deep laugh rumbles in his chest. “As if I have any intention of doing anything that could piss you off.”
“Mom put me in self-defense classes. She didn’t like that I preferred running alone outside and wanted me to know how to protect myself.”
Noticing I’m still a bit shaken, he pulls my head against his chest, and I find comfort in matching my breaths to the steady beat of his heart. For a few moments, we stand there under the warm water, wrapped up in each other, and I do my best to settle the anxiety still swarming my chest.
Theo doesn’t make me feel silly for worrying about him. Instead, he does his best to make me feel better.
When I look up at him again, our eyes connect, his hazel ones burning into mine.
“I love you, Theo,” I tell him as I rise onto my toes to kiss him again.
“I love you so fucking much, sweetheart,” he tells me between kisses. “You’re everything.”
He’s everything to me too.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Theo
We stay in the shower much longer than necessary. When we step out, steam covers the bathroom mirror, blurring our reflections completely.
Henley’s still being overly careful with me, but I’m at my limit.
We take our time drying off before wrapping towels around us, brushing our teeth, and getting ready for bed. She removes her shower cap, brushing through her waves before she wanders out of the bathroom.
I know she’s in search of something to wear to bed, and as much as I love when she sleeps in my shirts, I have other plans for tonight.
Following her out, I grab her towel and yank. When it falls to the floor, I wrap my arm around her waist. I carry her like that to the bed and toss her onto the mattress before losing my own towel.
Her laugh rings through my bedroom, and I know I’ll never get enough of the sound.
Climbing over her, I start kissing my way down her body. I’m teasing slightly, though I’m much too on edge to drag it out for long.
“I really want to say you’re hurt and we should rest, but I think I might die if you don’t give my nipples some attention,” Henley says.
Chuckling against her skin, I nip at her collarbone. “Always so fucking bossy.”
But I do what she says. I love that she’s never afraid to ask for what she wants. That level of trust is something I cherish.
My tongue runs over one of her nipples before pulling it between my teeth. Then I do the same to the other side.
Her noises drive me wild.
Goosebumps break out over her skin as I drag a finger around her entrance, feeling how wet she already is for me. Her nails dig into the back of my head, holding my mouth to her chest as I continue to suck on her tits. Inserting another finger, I scissor the two inside her, playing in the mess she’s making.
“Please get inside me, Theo. I want to come with you inside me tonight.”
The hold she has on my head drops, and I move up to kiss her before bringing my fingers between our lips. We both lick them clean, sharing the taste. It’s hot; I’m so glad we’re both willing to try things that could be considered out of the normal.
“You’re so perfect, Henley. Fucking beautiful,” I tell her.
Her legs wrap around my hips, ankles pushing against my ass, trying to get me inside her. I kiss her hard as I line us up, sinking into her slowly. I take my time, moving in shallow thrusts, trying not to go too hard, lest she wake up sore.
