Page 103 of Beyond the Blue Horizon
It was like riding a wave.
Like falling.
Like floating.
Weightless.
Caught between heaven and hell.
Because it was perfect and not nearly enough, and my hands were tightening in the fabric of his shirt, desperate for something I knew I shouldn’t ask for.
Theo must have felt it, too, because a growl rumbled in his wide, powerful chest. The sound rose up his throat and flooded into the kiss.
Lust that he poured out against my tongue.
He pushed in closer, and he pressed me against the wood of the door.
Energy lashed and intensified.
Need burned brighter as something inside him seemed to snap.
Every inch of his solid body seared into me. His erection enormous and throbbing at my belly.
He rocked himself against me.
“Piper,” he grunted as both his hands slid down my sides, gripping and begging as they went. “Fuck, what have you done? Gonna wreck me.”
He lifted me off my feet so my shoulders were hitched to the door and my legs were wrapped around his waist.
My dress rode up to expose my panties where I was basically sitting on his jean-covered cock.
I couldn’t even sense the rush of the cold. Not with the wildfire that flashed through my being.
A moan ripped out of me as I rubbed my aching center over him, my hands going to the outside of his shoulders to hang on. “Theo, please…I…”
“Love that sound. Your voice that I can’t get out of my mind. Haunting me night and day. Want to hear it moaning my name. Want to hear it on repeat as I make you come again and again. Want to hear it playing like a song as I write myself so deep in you that I’m the only thing you can feel. As I show you that you’ll never experience anyone or anything like me again.”
I whimpered at his gruff words as I struggled to get closer.
“Theo,” I gasped.
Big hands found my bottom, and he used them to roll me against him. He leaned over me, his forehead dropping to mine as he grunted, “You’ll never be the same once I get my cock inside you. You want to feel it, Piper? You want to know what it would be like to have my cock filling you so full you can’t feel anything else?”
Yes.
I wanted to shout it.
Moan it.
Beg it.
Instead, I kept rubbing myself against him like it would be enough.
Sparks of pleasure lit as he kept rocking me against his hard length.
I sucked for air.
For clarity.
