Page 89 of Open To Negotiation

His eyes softened, a soft smile taking over his face. “You’re everything, Quinn. My beginning, my reason, my end.”

Before I could reply, his lips were back on mine for a moment before he plunged himself back into me.

“I want it hard.” He paused, looking at me for a moment. “I’m sure,” I said before he could ask.

That was all he needed. One of his hands went to my throat, just enough to feel that he was there, that he had control, but not so much that I couldn’t breathe as he slammed into me over and over again.

I was in a haze of lust, his fingers tightening ever so slightly on my neck. My eyes practically rolled to the back of my head and before I knew it, I was screaming his name and coming again.

Theo didn’t let up, keeping his punishing pace and his hand on my throat, tightening again as he lost more of himself.

“You’re going to give me one more.”

“I’m not sure I can,” I whined. The sound of him slamming into my wet hole over and over again filled the room.

“You can. And you will.” He grit his teeth as he kept going.

I really wasn’t sure that I’d be able to come again, every nerve ending in my body was on fire but after a few more pumps the pressure started to build again in my spine.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned, both my hands moving to grip his arm, his fingers tightening slightly on my throat again. That slight decrease in air only heightened my pleasure. “How am I about to come again?”

“Because you were made for me, baby.”

“I want you to come with me.” I panted as a bead of sweat rolled between my boobs.

“Right there with you, I’m ready to unload in you. I want to hear you.”

I let out a scream as another orgasm crashed over me; a moment later, I felt Theo’s release rushing through me as he kept pumping until both of us came down from the high.

He removed his hand from my throat, leaning down to press soft kisses where he was holding me and then moving to kiss my lips softly, our pace unhurried.

“I think I might be dead,” I muttered as I caught my breath and he let out a laugh, tucking his face into my neck.

“Not dead.” He nipped at my ear before pulling back to look at me. “Was I too rough?” he asked, his concerned eyes on me as he looked at my throat.

“No, it was perfect. You can even tighten your hold on my neck next time.” The concerned look was gone in an instant as his eyes darkened.

I moaned as he popped out of me, even though I was already sore. We both looked down to watch our fluids leaking out of me. Theo reached out, swirling his fingers in our liquid before bringing it up to my lips.

“Suck,” he demanded.

My mouth opened before I could even process his demand, his fingers moved to my tongue as I tasted us and I let out a moan. Once I’d sucked his fingers clean, he pulled them out with a satisfied look on his face.

“That was fucking hot.”

I nodded in agreement as he settled down beside me. I could still feel him leaking out of me, I should have put a towel down. “Four orgasms.” I shook my head in disbelief. “I might not be able to walk tomorrow.” I missed the fullness of him being inside me.

“I’m that fucking good.” He propped himself up with a cocky look on his face.

“I’m honestly shocked that I didn’t pass out.”

“I’ll get you some electrolytes.” He chuckled, reaching out to cup my face. “I love you, Quinn.”

I smiled up at me. “I love you, Theo.”

That earned me another soft smile before he pressed a kiss to my cheek and rolled out of bed. Theo took my aftercare very seriously and I had no objections since I was in a completely blissed out state and I wasn’t sure I could move my own limbs.

I was already half asleep by the time he was back with a warm towel, taking his time to gently clean me up. His touch soft on my sensitive skin.