When the silence stretches between us, I confess, “I can’t stop thinking about you. Your smell, your laugh, those tight little shorts you wear before climbing into bed with me every night. It’s intoxicating.You’reintoxicating. I’ve been barely holding on, only following the boundaries you set out of respect for you. I’d be lying if I said I haven’t thought about violating that respect every goddamn day since I drove you here.” She’s breathing hard now, the dramatic rise and fall of her chest accentuating her breasts in a way that makes my cock ache with need. Our lips, to my excruciating agony, are still not touching.
“Let me break one more rule, Sienna,” I beg, my eyes still stuck on her full lips.
She nods her head so slightly that I barely catch it. My eyes dart back up to hers. “Words, Angel. I need words.”
“Yes. Fuck the rul?—”
Before she finishes her sentence, I crash my lips into hers.
22
SIENNA
Ilose all thoughts as Theo crashes his lips into mine. I don’t give him a chance to pull back as I turn into him, melting into the kiss.
He kisses me with an urgency that I feel deep in my bones. When he gently nudges my lips apart, I happily accept his invitation as I open and collide my tongue with his.
Theo’s arm wraps around my waist. Slipping his hand beneath the sweatshirt, he presses on my lower back, pulling me even closer to him. The hand that rested on my cheek begins to travel lower. I pay it no mind until he grazes the side of my breast, the ache returning between my thighs.
His hand stalls on my ribs, cupping the side of my breast. I can feel his thumb only inches away from where I need him. My nipples harden at each brush against his chest as we continue to kiss. The thin fabric of my bralette and tank top does nothing to shield from the cool breeze, but it feels like the worstbarrier possible between us, and I ache to take them off.
The hand wrapped around my waist drops lower, and his large hand cups my ass. With one tug, he’s pulling me up and wrapping my legs around his hips. He does it as effortlessly as when he threw me over his shoulder, and the wetness between my legs grows.
He walks us over to the corner of the deck, a spot hidden just to the side of the house. The light doesn’t quite reach this corner, and there’s certainly no furniture over here, but I’m too distracted by his lips on my neck to pay attention to what he has planned. He leaves a trail of kisses from the corner of my mouth down my neck. When he reaches my collarbone, he licks the pathway he just carved, all the way up to my jaw. The little moan I let out when he does it prompts him to squeeze my ass harder, and the reaction tempts me to moan again.
When my ass comes into contact with a rough surface, Theo pulls back, hands braced on my waist.
I realize that he’s set me down on the patio railing. Looking to the left, I can’t help the smile that escapes me when I realize we are completely hidden from view. Theo wants this moment to be private. As if what he said before kissing me wasn’t enough, this isn’t to prove anything or a part of our fake-dating agreement. This is just us—Theo and I.
I reach out and take hold of his shirt, pulling him in toward me, kissing him again. His grip on my hips tightens as he pulls me toward the edge of the railing, pressing his cock against my core.
Theo’s movements have caused my shorts to ride upmy thighs, almost exposing me completely to the natural elements that surround us. The fabric on his sweats is thin, allowing me to feel every inch of him against my center. The moment he presses against me, I let out a gasp, pulling away from our kiss to catch my breath.
I instantly regret pulling away. The moment my lips part from his skin, my mind starts to wander.
“We shouldn’t,” I tell Theo, more breathless than I intend.
“We should. We should’ve done this a long time ago.” His husky, deep voice fogs my prefrontal cortex. He places a kiss on my cheek, then another on my jaw, then another on my neck, lingering there for just long enough that I start to lose myself again.
Before I give in to the temptation that is Theo Kane, I push him back, looking up at him again as I say, “Are you sure this is such a good idea? We may want this, but it doesn’t make it the responsible choice.” My mind continues to spiral as he puts a finger to my lips.
He moves a hand from my hip toward my bare thigh, dragging his fingers lightly, the sensation agonizing in the best way possible. I soften at his touch, my mind quieting as he begins to speak.
He lifts my chin with the finger that was pressed to my lips. “Are you telling me that if I were to touch you…” He grazes a knuckle along my inner thigh. “I wouldn’t find you soaking wet for me right now?”
“That’s not—” I’m at a loss for words. His grin in response to my speechlessness is mouth-watering.
“I’m tired of playing pretend, Sienna,” he says, his hand on my inner thigh inching closer to my center. Myhips have a mind of their own as they shift in a desperate attempt to coax his hand to where I need him most.
He lets out a low chuckle. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re done pretending too.” I ignore his words as I continue to chase the touch he is so rudely keeping from me. My hips still when he places a gentle kiss on my lips, stalling his hand.
“I’ll make you a deal.” Theo continues, “If I touch you, and you’re not as wet as I think you are, then we’ll go upstairs and fall asleep with the pillows between us like we’ve done every night since we got here, and we can forget this ever happened.”
My heart drops the slightest bit at the thought of having any barriers between us any longer.
“But…” He places his forehead against mine, his fingers caressing the apex between my inner thigh and my core, just over the fabric of my shorts, not yet dipping beneath them. “If I touch you, and you’re as wet as I think you are, then we stop pretending. We act on our impulses for the remainder of our time here. You forget about the other job and stay while we explore whatever this is. Let me convince you to stay.”
He lifts my chin again so I’m looking up at him. “How are you going to do that?” I ask. He’s smiling as he pulls me in for another kiss in response.
