Page 44 of The Rhythm of their Souls

I feel the car slow down, and I can tell we’ve pulled into somewhere. There’s no way we’re back at the apartments. I concentrate back on my good deed; I know he is close to his release. Salty remnants hit my taste buds; I can’t stop the needy moan that vibrates off his dick.

Theo clutches my hair, halting my movements. I feel the car make a hard turn. Theo then slams on the brakes and puts the car in park. Before I can ask where we are, he has adjusted his seat. He pushes my head down gently, rubbing my swollen lips on the head of his length. Deep, lustful moans rush from his throat.

He breathes out, “Open wide for me, baby.”

I lick my mouth one good time and follow his order. He continues his grip on my hair, pushing my head down with force, then pulling it back up to where my lips clamp onto his pulsing tip.

I join in, moving my head with the rhythm of his hand, swirling my tongue around his velvet-like skin. He slams himself down my throat; I’ll be feeling that tomorrow. I don’t even care; I want all of him in my mouth right now.

His grip tightens on my hair, causing a slight sting on my scalp. I already know mascara has stained my cheeks, and that’s what I get when forcing something in my mouth that is not meant to fit. Theo thrusts his hips up, adding more blunt force into my abused throat. Delicious growls fill the air, filling my insides with pleasure. The sounds leaving this man’s mouth are feral and hot as fuck.

He pumps his hips up at the same time he forces my mouth down onto him, causing his length to go further down my throat. “FUUUCK!” he growls.

Theo stops, keeping me still as he floods my throat with his release.

The taste of warm, salty seed fills my tastebuds, taking me back to the ocean and his pleasant taste.

He lets go of my hair, rubbing his hand down my back. I sit up and swallow down his remains. I sit back, looking up at him. He tilts his head towards me and lays against the headrest. His mouth is parted as he catches his breath. Those contagious blue eyes burn into mine, and I can almost see the dying fire pick back up. His loose, damp, dirty blond curls peek under his cap, sweat beading around them.

Theo reaches over and grabs my head, and our mouths clash together. His tongue explores mine, and within seconds, my tired tongue catches a second wind, matching his talented movement. We breathe each other in, savoring the taste of one another. I want more; no, I need him inside me to fill the creeping distance between us.

As our desperate mouths pull apart, he greedily sucks my bottom lip into his mouth, nipping at it before releasing me. His full lips curl into an intimidating grin, his sapphire eyes never leaving mine. “I love that I can still taste myself on your tongue. You took me so well, like the good girl you are.”

My sensitive center sings a pleasurable tune at his sinful words.

Is it selfish that I want to take him in every way possible until my body is limp and worn from overexertion? Distracted by his presence, I didn’t realize that we were sitting in what looked like an undeveloped neighborhood. Bulldozers sit along dirt lots, and there is not a person in sight.

I look back at Theo, who’s now opening his door to get out. I watch as he walks around the front of his car, his dick still hard and exposed.

He reaches my door, slinging it open with force. “Get out of the car, Olive,” he demands.

I suck in my lips, making eye contact with the gift he carries below his waist. I quickly get out, standing before him; I anxiously bring my eyes up to his. His long length nearly touched my stomach.

Theo chews on his bottom lip as his brows pull together in a serious manner. “Take your pants off,” he murmurs.

I pause for a second, making sure I heard him correctly.

I look around us, making sure we are, in fact, the only people here. The only light available is from Theo’s headlights and one streetlight at the bottom of this massive cul-de-sac. I place my hands on the center of my jeans’ button.

He steps a centimeter closer, his tip grazing the bottom of my blouse. “What’s wrong, Olive? Are you worried someone will hear you screaming out for me?”

I suck in all the air surrounding me, swallowing it along with Theo’s effective words. My legs clench together as I slowly unbutton and slide my jeans down my legs, leaving them lying on the pavement.

Theo scans below my waist, pleased to see I am bare beneath my jeans. A smirk plays across his edible lips. “There’s my little criminal,” he hums.

He then hoists me up, wrapping my legs around his stomach. I can feel his hard length rubbing against my bare ass. He easily carries me to the front of his car, laying me on the hood. A shriek leaves my throat. I was expecting the hood to be cold against my lower back, but it is pleasantly warm from the engine running.

He crouches down on his knees, wrapping his arms around my thighs and sliding me down to where my ass sits right on the end of the hood. He then places my legs on his shoulders. My breathing is unhinged at this point. This man causes me to lose all control of my body.

I look down at him, seeing his eyes focused on my bare center; he slides his tongue along his lips.

Instantly, I feel my arousal run down my crease. A deep growl leaves his chest. He runs his thumb through my center. My curious eyes stay glued to his movements. Helpless moans crawl from my mouth.

Theo leans in closer, examining the wetness on his thumb. His eyes closed for a moment while he licked away any evidence of me off his thumb. He shoots his eyes back between my legs. “Mmm, let me clean up this sweet mess for you.” He then positions himself, wrapping his arms back around my thighs and using his hands to expose me fully.

He first plunges his thick tongue inside of me; in return, a dramatic screech jumps from my mouth. His lips are now suctioned to my sensitive spot. I can already feel the war between coming undone and passing out. He pulls his tongue from inside me and begins lapping it slowly around my sex, caressing every fragile nerve between my wobbly legs.

My head is buzzing from the ecstasy of Theo’s talented tongue and mouth. In one swift movement, he unwraps his arms from my legs and grips underneath me, lifting my ass in the air and pulling me flush up against his shoulders. His mouth connects back to my center, devouring my throbbing clit.