Page 214 of Beyond the Blue Horizon
“One brush of you, and I already feel like I’m going to come apart,” he grumbled.
“Wait until you feel all of me.” My legs dropped open to make him room.
Tender amusement moved through his expression.
“You think I’m going to like it?” It was a tease packed with greed.
Redness flushing my chest and riding up my neck, I bit down on my bottom lip and nodded my head against the rug. “I think you just might.”
Theo brushed his fingers through my hair, and his gaze flitted everywhere, like he was trying to take me in anew as he sank down over me. “I think I like everything about you, Piper Whittman. Every-fucking-thing that you are.”
Heaviness chased away light.
The knowing that thrummed between us.
Our connection humming in the atmosphere.
A torrent of greed and hope and devotion rolled through us.
A flashflood that swept away every insecurity.
“Piper,” he murmured low.
“Theo,” I whispered back.
He dropped down onto a single elbow and let his other hand wander down my side.
Gliding over my shoulder and down my ribs until he was gripping me by the hip.
“It’s you and me now,” he muttered.
I could almost hear the question in it.
The ghosts still trying to get their say.
But they didn’t have any space between us any longer.
I knew that meant I had to fully open to him. Trust him in every way. Give him all my secrets the way he’d given me his last night.
Old fears worked to take hold, but I bit them back and whispered, “It’s you and me.”
Theo angled down and brushed his nose against mine. “I will stand with you.”
He angled back and quickly covered himself before he wound himself back between my legs. His fingers brushed between my thighs.
Flames erupted from the bare touch.
Sparks that begged to be fully set off.
To be freed.
“Need to be inside you.” His words were razors, and I spread myself more, begging him to put both of us out of our misery.
The blunt head of his cock pushed at my center.
So big that the little air that I had wheezed from my lungs.
Tension bound his body, his muscles flexing and bowing as he curled an arm over my head and started to press inside me.
