Page 5 of Lustfully Yours
“Malia, you trust me. Yes?” I nod. “You believe that I’ll always take care of you?” I nod again. “Then tell us what we need to know to protect not only you but Lawson as well.” Even though he is playing dirty, I know I can’t keep living in fear.
“I trust you. Theo, this is me asking for your help,” I tell him, grabbing hold of the last bit of strength I have and stretching up on my toes while pulling him to me.
Our lips meet, and the ever-in-control Theo snaps. He grabs two handfuls of my hair, holding me where he wants me to be. I haven’t looked at another man since I got back to Nashville and saw Theo at my family home, but most of all, I know I’m safe with him.
Chapter Five
Theo
Walking in to find Malia standing in the cold shower, the last thing I expected was for her to make the first move. Not only telling me she trusts me but showing me by giving herself to me this way. I fist my hands in her long dark hair, using it to place her exactly where I want her. We stand there kissing, tasting each other’s mouths, and teaching each other what we like. I can’t stand it anymore and back Malia up until her back touches the marble counters of the vanity.
Her towel was lost at some point, and I couldn’t be happier as I take a step back, looking her over, still not believing that I’m finally getting to sate the lust I’ve been battling for so long. I run my hands down her arms until I get to her hands. I place each hand flat on the counter behind her.
I meet Malia’s eyes. “Your hands stay here. If you move them without my say-so, then there will be consequences.” I watch trepidation fill her eyes, but it’s overshadowed by her need and lust.
“Malia, if at any time you decide you don’t like what we are doing, or you are completely uncomfortable, you say the word, and we stop. Do you want to choose the word?” I ask as I rub the pulse at her wrist. Malia shakes her head, and I know she is overwhelmed.
“Any word that when things become too much, you say and it all stops. You tell me what’ll stand out and make you most comfortable,” I tell her and wait, continuing the slow rhythm over the pulse in her wrist.
“What about ‘lollipop’?” Malia asks, tilting her head to the side.
“Lollipop?” I ask her to make sure I heard her correctly. She nods her head. I take a deep breath before speaking, “If you want and or need to stop, you say ‘Lollipop,’ and everything stops. Then we’ll talk about why you said ‘Lollipop.’ Say it for me, angel,” I tell her, needing her to answer me.
“If I want and or need to stop, the word is ‘Lollipop.’ Theo, I need you. Please. I’ve been waiting for you for so long. Please,” Malia begs, standing on her toes, so our lips meet again.
I run my hands up her arms and over her shoulders, causing goosebumps to pop up on her skin and making her perfect nipples come to sharp points I can no longer hold back from tasting. I pull away from her mouth and start kissing down her neck. I nip her collarbone, causing her to moan and arch her back. Fuck, she’s perfect. The way she responds to me and makes me so hard I could crack diamonds.
“You like that, angel?” I whisper as I continue down her body to her magnificent breast. Lifting her left one to my mouth, I suck in her perfect dusk-colored point.
Malia moans, arching into me, feeding me more of her. I swirl the tip with my tongue while pinching the other with my left hand. The feel of her hands in my hair causes me to pull away. Malia whimpers when the cool air of the bathroom brushes her overly sensitive skin. I pull her hands from my hair, placing them back on the counter before taking a step back.
“My dear angel. You’ve been bad,” I say, pulling my shirt over my head and taking a step back. I watch as curiosity and wonder fill her eyes, and I know this woman is everything I could ever want.
She doesn’t say a word; she just watches me undress. I pull my belt from my pants, causing it to pop in the air and making Malia jump. I give her a wink because I know she is not ready for that, but it’ll happen. I pop the button on my pants and pull the zipper down in one tug, giving my long hard cock some much-needed relief. When she spots my size, her gasp brings a grin to my face so fast I couldn’t stop it if I wanted to. I let my pants fall to the floor, stepping out of them. I take my cock in my hand, squeezing the base to keep myself from coming like a high school virgin.
As I get closer to Malia, I watch her eyes. I know this isn’t the first time she has done this, but I know this is the first time with someone like me. She has only been with little boys playing at being men.
I step into her space, running a finger up the outside of her thigh, loving the shiver that takes over her body when I do. “Now tell me, angel, what should your punishment be? Should I tease you until you’re ready to cry, or maybe a few good strikes across this ass I love so damn much?” I ask, barely touching her sweet spot before running my fingers to her ass, grabbing a handful.
I watch her eyes for any sign she is ready to stop or not okay with what is going on. I see nothing but need and want. Giving her a slap on the ass, I come closer to losing my load when she arches her back and moans. I decide to test my luck and swat her again. Malia’s head dropping back creates the darkest, most enticing waterfall of hair across her skin I’ve ever seen. I wrap my hands in the mass and give it a hard tug, keeping her head back as I kiss down her neck and across to her waiting nipples. I pull the left nipple into my mouth, sucking hard while pulling her head back, making her arch even more. Malia moans so long and hard I know she can be heard three floors down.
“Theo, please! I need more! Please!” Malia begs, sliding her legs together, trying to find the relief she so badly needs.
“What is it, angel? Tell me what you need exactly,” I demand. I need to hear her say it. I’ve wanted this for so long that I need to know she wants it just as badly as I do.
“I need you. I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you when I got back from school. Why do you think I’ve avoided you since I first really met you? I couldn’t be around you and not be yours. Theo, please, I need you to make me yours,” Malia whines, arching into me so hard that our bodies are touching. I have to be in this woman and now.
I grab Malia’s hips, lift her up onto the counter, spread her legs wide enough for me to fit, and line myself up with her sweet pussy. I slowly push into her, having to stop when just the head of my cock slides into her, so I don’t lose it with one stroke. I breathe hard in and out and slide in another inch, breathing like I’ve run a marathon. Malia drops her head to my shoulder, and when she does, I feel her teeth sink into me in frustration.
“Fuck,” I say, wrapping my hand in her hair and pulling her head away so I can look her in the face. “I hope you’re ready for this because there is no going back from here.”
I see the challenge in her eyes, so I meet that challenge by slamming in all the way to the hilt. Malia throws her head back and screams to where I’m surprised the mirrors don’t shatter around us. The ripples of her pussy nearly bring me to my knees. I pull out slowly until only the tip is left and then slam home again. I watch Malia, waiting to see if she’ll break and move her hands as I slide in and out of her, knowing that this would be hard for her for someone who isn’t used to not being in charge. But like the perfect angel she is, she never wavers. I bring my lips to hers, pulling her mouth into a kiss that I know she will not soon forget while rubbing her clit with my thumb.
I feel her body tremble under me, and I know she’s close to the edge. I pull our mouths apart, kissing down her jaw to her ear. “Come now, Angel,” I command.
Malia does exactly that. She comes hard, nearly pushing me out of her sweet pussy. I slam our hips together, so I stay inside her, watching as my woman rides that wave of uninhibited pleasure washing over her. I see the free and wild woman she was before whatever happened to her at school occurred. I make a silent vow to fight to see that carefree woman every day for as long as I’m breathing on this earth.
“That’s a good girl. Fuck, you are so tight, milking my cock,” I growl in her ear as I thrust into her while still playing with her clit.
