Page 55 of Keep My Secrets
“Theo,” I pant.
“If you want to cum, baby, do it.”
“Mmhmm,” is all I can manage; tension in my core threatens to undo me.
“Ride me, baby, show me how my good girl takes my dick. Make us cum, baby,” he coaxes.
Feeling his lips on my exposed skin makes it so I can't contain my moans anymore.
“God, Theo,” I cry out.
"Such a beautiful noise," he whispers into my skin. His grip on my hips tightens as I pick up my pace.
“I’m going—I need,” I gasp. My nails are digging into the ceiling. “I?—”
“I know, baby. It's ok, let go.” Theo thrusts his hip up hard, slamming himself into me. He does this a second time, and that is all I need. I cry out as the dam bursts open and I let my orgasm wash over me.
Theo pulls me to his chest and lets me rest on him as I catch my breath. I nuzzle my face into the side of his neck as his hand roams up and down my back.
“Good enough distraction?”
I smile and sigh. “Perfect distraction.”
Chapter
Twenty-Seven
Aria
I look at my watch. I am not one to usually count down until it's time to clock out, but Theo has plans for us tonight. He hasn't told me what they are, so I have been left in anticipation, and I really want to get home.
There is an executive meeting starting soon, and Mr. Castin just led a large group of men across the floor to the conference room. I keep trying to refocus on the research I am doing for this new client, but every movement around me keeps pulling my attention away.
My phone lights up.
Everything is ready for tonight.
Can’t wait
I put my phone away, trying to refocus on the task at hand.
“Boyfriend texting you again?” Jonathan leans against the side of his desk, facing me.
“Yup.” Great, he wants to chat. The first time he asked about Theo, it was because he was concerned, but I cannot forgive him for talking to the PI.
“You’re still with him?”
“Yup.” Maybe one-word replies would help get the point across.
I don't want to talk to you!
“Surprising. Aria, you can do so much better.”
“Really? How so?” He's not getting the message, so I may need to make it clearer.
“I mean, what does he have that I don't?"
“So your issue isn't that he is older or dangerous, it's just that he is in the way of you dating me?” I ask, knowing what the answer is.
