Page 72 of The Fates We Tame
I flop rather ungracefully to the side of him. And Theo reaches for the condom box. He’s focused as he rips a packet and pulls one on.
“There’s gonna be time for a million and one positions, but for our first time, I really want to see your face.” He settles between my legs, guiding his cock to my opening. “You ready, wife?” There’s a glint in his eyes.
“Ready, husband.”
His lips meet mine as he nudges forward.
I don’t know what I was expecting it to feel like, but the firm nudging of Theo and the slickness of my pussy granting him entrance is…bliss.
And a shock that something so thick could fit where he is sliding it.
Theo’s lips drop to my neck. “Fuck,” he curses. “You’re already choking my cock.”
“Is that a good thing?” I ask.
He lifts up, his eyes intense as they study mine. “Very.”
I suck in a breath as he nudges deeper.
Theo’s eyes stay on mine. The intimacy in this moment is utterly breathtaking.
I want to say more, to express how I feel, but the words to describe it escape me.
I’ve never felt so connected to another human being.
Even as I sit in the aftershocks of my first orgasm, I feel a second one building.
Theo withdraws a little, then coils his hips, driving deeper inside this time. I raise a knee until it’s up by Theo’s hip. He grabs it, holding it higher, holding me more open to him.
With three more thrusts and a grunt, Theo seats himself all the way inside me. It feels so deep, and I feel so stretched, I’m glad there isn’t even more of him because I wouldn’t be able to take it all.
“Jesus, Sparrow,” he says. “This feels so fucking good. Can’t get enough of you.” He pulls out and then thrusts deep again. “Just want to stay like this forever,” he says.
His lips meet mine, and this time, he begins a slow and steady pace.
“Next, I’m gonna fuck you hard. From behind, probably. Then I want you on your side. I’m gonna fuck you in every conceivable position until you can’t face another orgasm.”
His words take me even higher. “I like it when you talk like that.”
“You like when I talk about fucking you? About how wet and tight you fucking are. How you’re hugging my cock so fucking hard, it’s taking all I’ve got to not come deep inside you.”
I nod and wrap my arms tightly around him. Something makes me draw my nails along his back, and Theo drops his head.
“You want me to last, you’re gonna need to stop.”
“Who said I wanted you to last?”
Theo chuckles. “Good point. But I want another orgasm from you before I do. Where does it feel best?”
I reach my hand between us, knowing Theo will struggle to balance, and circle my clit like I’ve done alone in my room.
“Is this okay?” I ask.
Theo bites my earlobe. “Fucking hot. Help me get you there.”
His strokes speed up. Sweat dots his brow. But his eyes remain on mine, and mine on his.
“I want to feel you cream around my cock this time, not in my mouth. Want to feel you squeeze me even tighter.”
