Page 84 of Apparently, I’m Trouble

“I know, but,” I waved around the room, gesturing to the double bed in the corner. “Are you really okay with this?”

He let out a laugh, and for just a second, I forgot how wrong this was meant to be.

“I’m here, aren’t I?”

His thumb brushed across my knuckles, and my legs felt like they might collapse out from under me. Which wasn’t surprising. After the orgasm he’d given me, I couldn’t believe I was still conscious.

“All I know is I’m tired of fighting this. Kira is with her aunt, and if you’re more comfortable here than at my place, I’m not going to argue with you.”

Well, that forced a grin out of me. “No arguments? Can I get that in writing?”

The corner of his mouth quirked, and he tugged gently on my arm, pulling me close. “I knew you were trouble.”

I laughed. “The kind of trouble you want to fuck?”

A full, genuine smile spread across his gorgeous face, and oh, if I thought I liked seeing it before, I loved it now.

“The only kind I want.”

Okay, I had to admit, that single line definitely earned him these stomach flutters. But before my heart had a chance to melt into my ribcage, his eyes darkened, his voice deep and demanding as he said, “Now, take that dress off. You won’t be needing it for a while.”

Chapter 36

Theo

With wide swirls of my tongue, I worked over her swollen clit. Her screams–fuck, her moans. They drove me crazy. And I couldn’t get enough of her. The way she tasted, her scent. I felt possessive. Greedy.

I loved the way her heels drove into my back, the way her thighs clamped and widened around my shoulders. This was mine. She felt like mine. And there wasn’t a single fucking chance I’d let a moment go by without making her feel it.

“I love it when you do that,” she breathed, bucking her hips as I roughly licked her clit.

I reached up and pressed my thumb to her lips, giving her something to suck and bite, feeling the shape of her moans as I teased her.

I buried my tongue deeper, licking and sucking until she was a writhing, screaming mess beneath me, begging me to stop. Wild thoughts passed through my head. That I had to let myself out. That I had to push into her, take her now.

But I was too hungry for this. Too starved for her. And if I didn’t keep this one thing between us, I didn’t know if I could hold back. She was small and tight–if I lost control, there was a chance I could hurt her.

She pushed at my shoulders and wriggled away. My fingers curled into her thighs as she said, “Theo, please. I can’t take anymore.”

I forced myself to stand and back away, leaving her sprawled naked on the bed.

I palmed my erection through my trousers, watching the rise and fall of her perky, supple tits.

With heavy lids, she traced the movement of my hand with her eyes and let out a frustrated noise. “Can you take your clothes off? I want to see it.”

The plea in her voice almost made me change my mind, but, “I want to go slow.”

“Well, I want your cock inside me.”

The thick tip of me was pulsing, aching, and knowing how much she wanted me didn’t help.

“Mia, it’s been a long time since I’ve done this. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She ran her gaze over me. “What makes you think you’ll hurt me?”

I let out a breath. I couldn’t believe she didn’t know how out of control she made me feel.

“The things I want to do to you… I don’t know if your sweet little pussy can take it.”