Page 78 of If You Were Mine (After We Fall 3)
We spent all afternoon drinking and talking and sharing chocolate-flavored kisses in front of the fire. Snow continued to fall, blanketing the woods and the house, and huge drifts pressed at the windows. It made me feel like we were the only two people alive, tucked away from everything, hidden inside our own little fairy tale world.
“It’s New Year’s Eve.” Lying on my side, I propped my head on one hand. “Doesn’t that seem weird?”
“You’re right.” Theo’s long legs were stretched out in front of him, and he leaned back on his elbows. “It does, kind of.”
“Do you usually go out?”
“Depends. I did before I stopped drinking. What about you?”
“Yeah. I usually do something with my friends. Oh, shoot.” I sat up.
“What?”
“I just realized I’m going to owe my friend Margot a hundred bucks.”
His brow furrowed. “Why?”
“She bet me you’d apologize for walking out like you did by January first.”
He feigned outrage, sitting up tall. “You bet against me? How dare you!” Lunging for me, he pinned my body beneath his, shackling my wrists next to my head.
“I’m sorry!” I squealed, crushed by the weight of his chest. “I didn’t know!”
“How could you?” He shook his head. “You faithless, heartless woman.”
“Let me go!” Laughing, I tried kicking my legs, but he pinned them with his own.
“Never.” He moved down so his hips rested between my thighs and brought his lips close to mine. “Never.”
I wrapped my arms and legs around him as his tongue swept into my mouth, and slid my fingers into his hair. The fire crackled and sparked as we lay tangled together on the floor, but our passion burned even hotter. We never stopped kissing as we rolled and shifted to shed pants and shirts and socks and underwear. I ended up on top, straddling his hips, his cock sliding between my legs as I rocked my body over his. He moaned, taking my breasts in his hands, teasing the tingling peaks with his thumbs.
“I need you inside me,” I whispered, reaching between us. “Right now.”
“Should I go get—”
“No.” Sitting up, I slowly eased myself onto his cock, watching his jaw fall open and his eyes roll back in his head. This morning, we’d used a condom—twice—and even though the sex was still incredible, there had been something there the night before that I missed. It wasn’t a physical feeling—it was something else. I wasn’t even sure what to call it.
“Fuuuuck,” he moaned. “I cannot believe how good that feels.”
When he was buried inside me, I held still just for a moment, letting my body adjust. “You’re so deep,” I w
hispered as I braced my hands on his chest. “How is it possible you feel even deeper? I can barely breathe.” I started to move my hips in tiny circles, leaning forward so my hair brushed against his chest.
“God, I love your hair.” He wove his fingers through it, wrapping his hands around my head and pulling me into a kiss.
“I love that there’s nothing between us.” As I set a sensuous rhythm above him, I realized that’s what made this so different—there was no longer anything in the way. He felt deeper because he was. Because he’d bared himself to me. Because he’d let down his guard and showed me his true self. Sex without a condom was just a physical symbol of an emotional barricade destroyed.
I felt fearless—and I couldn’t get enough.
I rocked my hips a little faster, the heat and friction between us growing feverish and frantic. I stayed tight to his body, rubbing my clit against the base of his cock, crying out as he pinched my nipples and sent me over the edge. Over and over again, my body throbbed around his bare cock, and I was delirious with the joy of it—he was here and he was mine and it was real.
Theo sat up and turned me beneath him, our bodies still connected. “You’re so fucking hot,” he growled, driving into me again and again. The tension inside me that had just unwound began to coil again.
“Yes,” I breathed, bringing my knees up alongside his ribs. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
“Not until you come again for me.”
I raked my nails down his back, grabbed his ass, and pulled him close. “Fuck yes, right there.” It was insane how fast the second orgasm hit me, and I bucked up beneath him, my body a live wire. “Now you come for me,” I panted. “Anywhere you want.”
