Page 68 of Drive Me Wild
“We’re doing this.”
“We’re doing this,” I agree with a nod. “But on one condition.”
Theo laughs from deep in his throat. “Is the condition that I give you endless orgasms?”
“That’s a given, babes.”
“Unlimited cuddles and back scratches? Constant compliments about how fucking fantastic your arse is? A new nickname for the girls?”
I laugh and hold up my hand to stop him. “Those are all great, but not what I was thinking. The condition is that, even if you’re my boyfriend, you’re still my best friend, too. That doesn’t change.”
That can’t change.
“Agreed. Is there a contract you want me to sign? Any other terms I should be aware of? Do I get a bonus if I buy you flowers every week?”
As his friend, I shoot him an annoyed eye roll. As his girlfriend, I cover his lips with mine to force him to shut up. He eagerly licks into my mouth and soon we’re stumbling over to my bed, desperate for one another. Theo peels off each piece of my clothing with expert care, admiring the exposed skin beneath as the material falls away.
I can’t get over how gentle his big hands are as he caresses my naked body. He knows every curve, every dip, every inch of skin better than he knows the circuits he drives on. He cups my breasts, squeezing and massaging them like he’s never seen or felt them before. My nipples tighten as he teases the bare tips, running his tongue over them like a man possessed. Tortured sighs turned to moans as his teeth get involved, marking my pale skin.
“Lay down, baby,” he instructs, his voice husky. “Need to taste you.”
I nearly collapse backwards onto the bed, already lightheaded with desire. As he strips out of his clothing, my need only escalates. Muscles ripple down his arms, his rounded shoulders, his toned stomach, his strong legs. His chest is wonderfully broad, with a tuft of coarse hair set in the middle.It’s an overwhelmingly sexy silhouette made even better by his straining erection.
He looks down at his cock, a playful smirk marking his lips. “Wild, isn’t it? How much of an effect we have on one another?”
Feeling bold, I say, “All words, pretty boy. Let’s see if you can walk the walk.”
The smile on his face disappears out of sight as he moves between my legs. Theo parts me with his thumbs before tracing his tongue against the folds, humming in pleasure at my taste. His mouth moves in synchronization with my moans and the movements of my hips. I’m almost embarrassed by how quickly he gets me to the point of no return. I grab the white sheets in my fists, mumbling his name as my climax sweeps through me. Theo continues to lick and suck my center until I’m squirming under his touch, too sensitive for more of his magical tongue.
With a satisfied grin tugging at his lips, he scoots off the bed and grabs his pants, fumbling around to find the condom that’s always hidden in his wallet. We usually have sex in his hotel suite because “Egyptian cotton is more sensual,” so I don’t keep any on me.
Theo lays back on the bed and rolls the condom over his impressive length. My breath hitches in my chest as I slowly lower myself onto him. His hands cup my arse for grip as I ride him, using my hips to say everything I don’t know how to. I’m a whimpering mess as he massages the sensitive spot inside me, the pad of his thumb rubbing against my clit while his other hand pinches and tugs at my sensitive nipples.
“Theo,” I gasp, my breath getting caught in my chest.
He places a quick kiss on my lips before sitting up and holding me against him. “I know, baby, I know.”
Our bare chests press against each other, providing more heat to the already stifling room. Theo drags his lips down my jawline to my neck while he grips my hips, moving them to grindagainst his. I throw my head back and enjoy the affection he’s giving my body, along with the slow but deep thrusting done by his hips.
My body feels like a boiling pot of water, a slow build ready to overflow at any moment. I moan with reckless abandon, clinging to his body as the delicious rush of another orgasm edges closer. Theo’s body is an aphrodisiac that controls every fiber of my being.
“You’re mine.” He leans in, fiercely searing his lips against mine. “Mine, Josie Bancroft.”
My climax rolls through my stomach, sliding south until I’m contracting around Theo, writhing like a snake in his lap. It’s like a volcano is erupting inside my veins, my coiled muscles relieving themselves of the tension my arousal created.
Thrusting up harder and faster to prolong my orgasm and catch up to his own, he emits those little noises he always denies making when he gets close. Knowing he’s on edge, I rake my nails against his back, listening to the hiss of breath between his teeth. Moments later, I feel him pulse inside me, swears coming from his lips accompanying his shattering release.
“This is my favorite place to be,” Theo says as we lay cuddled in my bed sometime later.
I roll onto my side so our noses are practically tip to tip. “In bed?”
“With you.” He flashes me a sultry smile. “You’re my biggest adventure and my safe space all rolled into one gorgeous girl with a fantastic rack.”
“That was very sweet until you brought my tits into it.”
“Chip and Dale deserve recognition,” Theo argues with a pout.
I bury my face into his chest so he can’t see the grin I’m failing miserably to hide. Then again, it’s Theo—I’m always wearing a smile around him. He is my favorite person, after all.
